“Say you will or I’ll have my coachman stop, and I’ll put you out into a Scottish meadow in your combinations.”
“Say you’ll come with me.” His smile was sudden and wicked. “Wouldn’t that be grand? Me a sophisticated and glittering lady.” I’ll dress you in beautiful clothes and put you in a carriage behind the finest horses, and you’ll eclipse everyone we see.”Īinsley couldn’t stop her happy sigh. I’ll take you to Nice, to Monte Carlo, to Rome if you want. “No one but you.”Ĭameron closed both hands over hers.
You’re a woman of passion, wanting to run.” Cameron’s voice softened but was still rough, still deep. You hide it behind drab clothes, and you pretend to be so dutiful, but that fire wants to burst out of you. I know which ones are happy to plod along and which ones are bursting to throw off their fetters and run free.” “Wild? Me?” She contrived to look innocent.
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