“ Mr. Rohan, she heard Beatrix ask, are you going to marry my sister? Amelia choked on her tea and set the cup down. She sputtered and coughed into her napkin. Hush, Beatrix, Win murmured. But she’s wea… Lisa Kleypas
“ Snuggling comfortably in her corner, Beatrix gave her older sister a perplexed glance. “Win? You have the oddest look on your face. Is something the matter?” Win had frozen in the act of lifting a tea… Lisa Kleypas
“ Poppy took a deep, appreciative breath. “How bracing,” she said. “I wonder what makes the country air smell so different?” “It could be the pig farm we just passed,” Leo muttered. Beatrix, who had bee… Lisa Kleypas
