The Demure Debutante - A Regency Novella - Plot & Excerpts
The latter must have been one of Willow's favorites, because she was inhaling the vegetables as if there was no tomorrow. Emilia, however, wasn't a great fan of carrots. She nibbled on them a bit, then shoved them into a pile, hoping no one would notice her aversion to her food. To her great horror, Arthur Rochefort was sitting on her left, and he was looking more handsome than ever. His hair was a bit wavy, and an adorable curl was resting on his forehead. As beautiful as he was, it was almost painful to look at him, which she did not dare to do. She did not want him to catch her staring at him, nor did she want to draw attention to the untouched piles of food on her plate. Emilia had learned, over many years, that the only way to calm her nerves was to avoid eye contact. With everyone. “Do you remember the last time we had carrots together?” Edward asked his fiance. “No. Why on earth would I remember that?!”
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