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  Lillian’s sardonic voice came from the corner. “She told me the same thing, Evie, when I last rubbed her feet. Her devotion lasts only until the next massage. Admit it, Annabelle—you’re a lightskirt.”

  Annabelle grinned lazily. “Just wait until you conceive, dear. You’ll be begging for foot rubs from anyone who is willing to give them.”

  Lillian opened her mouth to reply, seemed to think better of it, and took a sip of wine from a glass on the desk.

  Without looking up from her novel, Daisy said, “Oh, go on and tell them.”

  Both Annabelle and Evie turned to stare at Lillian. “Tell us what?” they both asked in tandem.

  Lillian responded with a quick, embarrassed lift of her shoulders, and sent a bashful grin over her shoulder. “Come midsummer, Westcliff will finally have his heir.”

  “Unless it’s a girl,” Daisy added.

  “Congratulations,” Evie exclaimed, temporarily abandoning Annabelle. She went to hug Lillian exuberantly. “That is wonderful news!”

  “Westcliff is beside himself with delight, though he tries not to show it,” Lillian said, returning the hug. “I’m certain he is telling St. Vincent and Mr. Hunt at this very moment. He seems to believe it is entirely his accomplishment.”

  “Well, his contribution was essential, wasn’t it?” Annabelle pointed out in amusement.

  “Yes,” Lillian replied, “but the greater part of the undertaking is clearly mine.”

  Annabelle grinned at Lillian from across the room. “You’ll do splendidly, dear. Forgive me if I don’t leap across the room; just know that I am truly overjoyed. I hope you have the opposite of whatever I’m having and then we can arrange a marriage.” Her tone turned whiny and cajoling. “Evie…come back. You can’t leave me with just one foot done.”

  Shaking her head with a smile, Evie returned to the stool at the hearth. She glanced at Daisy, noticing the fond, pensive gaze that was directed toward her older sister. Perceiving the girl’s wistfulness, Evie said as she resumed her place at Annabelle’s feet, “In the midst of all this talk about husbands and babies, we mustn’t forget about finding a gentleman for Daisy.”

  The dark-haired girl sent her an affectionate grin. “You’re a dear, Evie. And I don’t mind having waited for my turn. After all, someone had to be the last wallflower. But I am beginning to wonder if I’ll ever find a suitable man to marry.”

  “Of course you will,” Annabelle said reasonably. “I don’t foresee any difficulty, Daisy. We’ve all broadened our circle of acquaintances quite a bit, and we’ll do whatever is necessary to find the perfect husband for you.”

  “Just keep in mind that I don’t want to marry a man like Lord Westcliff,” Daisy said. “Too overbearing. And not one like Lord St.Vincent either. Too unpredictable.”

  “What about one like Mr. Hunt?” Annabelle asked.

  Daisy shook her head firmly. “Too tall.”

  “You’re becoming a bit particular, aren’t you?” Annabelle pointed out mildly, her eyes twinkling.

  “Not in the least! My expectations are quite reasonable. I want a nice man who likes long walks, and books, and is adored by dogs, children—”

  “And all the superior forms of aquatic and plant life,” Lillian said dryly. “Tell me, dear, where are we to find this paragon?”

  “Not at any of the balls I’ve been to so far,” came Daisy’s glum reply. “I wouldn’t have thought it possible, but the selection this year is even worse than last. I am beginning to believe that any man worth marrying is not to be found at such occasions.”

  “I think you’re right,” Lillian said. “There’s too much competition at those affairs—and the best quarry has already been thinned out. Time to hunt in a new field.”

  “The club’s office has files on all its patrons,” Evie volunteered. “Approximately twenty-five hundred gentlemen of means. Of course, a large number of them are married—but I’m certain that I could find the names of many eligible ones.”

  “Would Lord St. Vincent allow you to have access to such private information?” Daisy asked doubtfully.

  Lillian countered in a droll tone, “Does he ever refuse her anything?”

  Evie, who endured frequent teasing from them about Sebastian’s obvious devotion, smiled and glanced down at her wedding band as it gleamed brightly in the firelight. “Rarely,” she admitted.

  That drew a mocking laugh from Lillian. “Really, someone should tell St. Vincent that he’s a living cliché. He has become the embodiment of everything they say about reformed rakes.”

  Annabelle settled back into her chair and asked Evie, “Has he reformed, dear?”

  Thinking of the tender, wicked, loving husband who awaited her downstairs, Evie felt her smile broaden into a grin. “Just enough,” she replied softly, and would say no more.

  About the Author

  New York Times bestselling author LISA KLEYPAS is truly a star. After graduating from Wellesley College, Lisa began her writing career after her parents gave her one year to get a book contract—s he succeeded and a career was born. She currently lives in Texas with her husband, son and daughter.

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  By Lisa Kleypas

  DEVIL IN WINTER • IT HAPPENED ONE AUTUMN

  SECRETS OF A SUMMER NIGHT

  AGAIN THE MAGIC • WORTH ANY PRICE

  LADY SOPHIA’S LOVER • ONLY IN YOUR ARMS

  ONLY WITH YOUR LOVE • WHEN STRANGERS MARRY

  SUDDENLY YOU • WHERE DREAMS BEGIN

  SOMEONE TO WATCH OVER ME

  STRANGER IN MY ARMS • BECAUSE YOU’RE MINE

  SOMEWHERE I’LL FIND YOU

  PRINCE OF DREAMS • MIDNIGHT ANGEL

  DREAMING OF YOU • THEN CAME YOU

  And the Anthologies

  WHERE’S MY HERO?

  THREE WEDDINGS AND A KISS

  Coming Soon

  SCANDAL IN SPRING

  Copyright

  This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents are products of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously and are not to be construed as real. Any resemblance to actual events, locales, organizations, or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.

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