Practical Widow to Passionate Mistress (Transformation of the Shelley Sisters 1)
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‘Or for him,’ Meg pointed out as they began to climb to where the carriages waited.
‘For all of us,’ Ross said and stopped and took her face between his palms and kissed her until the cheers of the guests sent the jackdaws spiralling into the sky in panic and Meg’s happy tears ran over his fingers like soft Cornish rain.