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“Your cheeks are nothing like a blancmange, I assure you, my lady. And certainly not a custard.”
“Hmmm,” Callie said. “Perhaps I will subjugate him and marry him after all, and keep him enslaved to my smallest wish for years.”
A familiar sense of waywardness possessed Trev, a moody antagonism riding on the lift of ale and latent violence that he could always find in a place such as this.
The French lessons at Dove House had ceased. At least to her father’s knowledge. Callie had taken some further lessons at Dove House—if not entirely in French.
She was, after all, Lady Callista Taillefaire, who had been jilted three times. Even a gentleman with dishonest designs would have to ask himself what, precisely, could be wrong with her.
But it had cost him. Until this moment he had not known how much. He carried always a slow simmer of lust—that was as much a part of his life as breathing.