Titania! Was the Hagans’ rout not a mad crush? Much better than the theater, which I attended the night before. Very dull, and whoever told that playwright he could tell a story must have been a doting aunt, there is no other explanation. Such nonsense.” “What play was it?” “A Midsummer Night’s Dream.

Choice, what people really want, is the most important thing. Choosing the life you want, making your own choices-that is what defines you as human.

The party had gone spectacularly well, with only one and a half vomiting incidents, two hair-pulling fights, and four tragic tantrums about not winning.

I will be making my own choices in life. I know you say you want the best for us, but the best isn’t whether or not we are able to afford clothing that suits our position. The best is when you find someone you love, who loves you back, and you decide you want to spend your lives together.

It's hard to believe anyone would want to do this to oneself, but then again, I am not a man."Nicholas let his eyes drift over her, from her gorgeous face and its lush lips, currently pressed into a thin line, down over the fragile bones of her neck, over her breasts, her waist, her hips. Felt how warm and soft she was between his legs. "No, you are most definitely not a man," he said in a voice that had grown huskier over the past few minutes.

Don't freeze up on me, princess," he said in a low voice.Her eyes snapped to his face, and what she saw there was not lustful, or greedy, or wanting.He had a gentle, almost kind, expression on his face, and that, more than anything, nearly made her weep.

Even from here, he could see her heightened color- not quite chaise-longue color, but a bright pink- and that she kept touching her mouth. It was likely bruised from his kiss, and even though he felt profound regret at it having happened, he also couldn't help but be proud he'd affected her so.

I apologize," Eleanor said in a quiet voice. "I did not mean to be impolite. Or improper." She raised her eyes to his face. "It seems as though I have been nothing but both of those things since we were introduced."His expression froze, and Eleanor felt as though she were moving in slow motion again, that spun-sugar feeling catching her limbs and making it impossible to move. As though there were only the two of them in this world.

You say you want these things to happen for the family's respectability, so that the girls and I can marry well. But that's not what it is about, is it? It's all about you. You can't bear the thought of being less than the highly venerated Duchess of Marymount. God forbid one of your daughters makes a mistake, runs off with the wrong man.

Ask the questions you want to. Not the ones you think you should.