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Don’t say my name like that. Please, Your Grace. If you have any care for me at all - pretend to flirt. But don’t actually do it.
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I wasn’t going to be a bit of rubbish just because he discarded me.
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The last thing he could withstand was a sustained correspondence.
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Judith cast Christian a scornful look. “Who names a cat ‘Fillet’? Someone who has eleven kittens to name.” She put her hands on her hips. “I will hear no criticism from anyone who has named a smaller number of kittens."
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I adhere to the law of chastity because I don’t believe in pushing women. That’s what it means to be a man. I don’t hurt others simply to make myself feel superior. Gossip can ruin a woman as surely as unchaste behavior. True men don’t indulge in either. We don’t need to.
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Good thing he’s not your boyfriend, though, Tina. He’s so skinny, I think a condom would pop right off.
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M is for Me. I’m yours, even when you make mistakes.
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I earned this, fair and square." We'll, maybe it hadn't been fair. And maybe it hadn't been precisely square. Still, she'd earned it legally. Legally and... rectangularly. That would have to do.
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Her kiss didn’t sweep away the dark anguish he felt in his heart. Instead, it embraced it. It acknowledged it.
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This time, his gaze fixed on her and stayed. The wind blew, whipping her skirts about her ankles, as if he'd called up a gale with the intensity of his stare.
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Marshall here is vaguely upset. He might talk sternly to you. I, on the other hand, am a very bad enemy to have, and a lovely friend.
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There is no such thing as a fallen woman - you just need to look for the man who pushed her.
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His past followed him around as faithfully as his shadow.
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If a man ever lets you know that he sees marriage as a trap, and women as nothing but scheming connivers, you are by no means to marry him. Any man that sees your entire sex in so harsh a light has nothing to offer you.
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“You count,” he said softly. “That’s what it means, to not belong - it means that you count. It wouldn’t be bearable if you didn’t know it would end.
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Wallflowers may not be the prettiest of blooms, but at least they don’t get trampled.
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It wasn’t just her hand in his, their bodies side by side on the divan. It was a sense that they were facing not just this trial together, but a life. It wouldn’t be easy. It wouldn’t even always be fun. But even at the worst times, it would be better for her by his side.
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Damn you, knowledge! Ruining everything good, once again. Learning things is most inconvenient.
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Defiance was only amusing when the stakes were low.
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I’m sure your prick is as massive as your head is thick.
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Of course; a nurse wouldn’t have been quite so bold in her speech. Not to a duke’s heir. Not even to a wealthy tradesman who held the power of her employment in his too-large hands.
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Here’s the thing: Admitting I’m flirting is a big step for me. I don’t want to be ignored. It hurts, like I’m being told that it’s just me. That I’m flirting, and he’s just handing out equations.
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She wagged a finger at him. “You’re mispronouncing that word.” “Your pardon?” He groped, trying to remember what he’d said. “Suffragette? How does one pronounce it, then?” “Suffragette,” she said, “is pronounced with an exclamation point at the end. Like this: ‘Huzzah! Suffragettes!
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He didn't throw the next piece of bread to the ducks as much as hurl it so hard that one of them quacked in surprise and darted away before realizing it was fleeing food.
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