Of course, none of that happened because he broke things off before I ever got the chance. The heartache wasn’t as bad as losing my parents, but it was damn close. Reece meant everything to me back then.
She laughed at this, cutting him off rather neatly. Do you think that girls never get into mischief?Oh, I know that they do. He tapped one hand against his heart. Five sisters. Did you know that? Five.
Is that meant to invoke pity?It certainly should, he said. But still, I don’t recall them ever coming to blows.Half the time Frances thinks she’s a unicorn, Anne said plainly. Trust me when I tell you that she acquires more than her fair share of bumps and bruises. And besides that, I’ve taught little boys, too. Someone must give them instruction before they go off to school.
I suppose, he said with a little shrug of concession. Then, with a cheeky quirk of his brows, he leaned forward and murmured, Would it be improper of me to admit that I am inordinately flattered by your attention to the details of my face?Anne snorted out a laugh. Improper and ludicrous.
It is true that I have never felt quite so colorful, he said, with a clearly feigned sigh.
You are a veritable rainbow, she agreed. I see red and . . . wel, no orange and yelow, but certainly green and blue and violet.I said I’m fi – ow! He stumbled, clutching onto her shoulder to prevent himself from going down.
Honoria waited patiently while he collected himself, offering her other hand for extra balance. He took it in his firm grasp, and once again she was struck by what a nice hand it was, large and warm. And safe, too, although she wasn’t sure that made any sense.I might need help, he said, clearly loath to admit it.
Of course. I’ll just . . . ah . . . She moved toward him, then a bit away, then readjusted.Stand next to me, he said. I’m going to have to lean on you.