This will be my final six sentence sunday from Engaging the Enemy. As much fun as posting is, its slowing down my writing of new material. I must get stuck into the next book, Forsaking the Prize. The next hero is bugging me. Enjoy!
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She ran her hand over the silk of her gown, thinking of Leopold Randall’s visit. “He is handsome, don’t you think?”
Blythe fussed with the folds of her gown, heightening her appearance of prim respectability. “I hardly think a duchess should notice those things about men.”
Oh, Mercy noticed. Yet she’d never met a man to put such thoughts into her head so quickly.
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