Careful to climb in so she wouldn’t bump that extremely painful cut on her leg she adjusted the covers and ran her fingers over the lettering on the front. She carried her treasure back to the bed. Not to mention the fact that she’d spent countless Seasons in London without ever encountering a single mention of such a person. And she’d know-she’d memorized the entire dratted thing, after all. There wasn’t a single mention of a Lady Bird in all of Debrett’s. The shock over Marcus even owning a book with naked pictures was too much for her to care about such a trivial matter as that. “ Lady Bird’s Ladybird Memoir, ” she read aloud. She jiggled the pin for a second and smiled when the click of the lock broke the silence.įor good measure, she threw a glance over her shoulder before opening the lid.
Pulling out a pin from the top so as not to compromise her entire coiffure, she bent the pin to make it straight and jabbed the end into the keyhole. She’d used a hairpin to pick a lock before she just have to do it again. He’d locked it! Her eyes quickly scanned the shelves and the vanity for the key. She widened her stance and took another step, taking care not to let her legs rub together as she padded over to the box he’d put that naughty book in, then frowned. She took her first tentative step and winced. She’d just flip through the book to see the pictures, then put it back. So why not satisfy her curiosity? She knew if anyone, especially Marcus, were to ever know what she was doing they’d be shocked to the core. She was seven-and-twenty, well past the blushing debutante age, and she was curious. I’d considered posting the scene where Marcus and Emma play draughts, since it is by far the most fitting for the title of Wicked Wednesday, but in the spirit if Christmas, I did tone it down a little and instead will post with the most memorable aspect of this book: Lady Bird’s Ladybird Memoir.Įmma hadn’t paid much attention to where Marcus had gotten the book he’d shown her, but she’d been paying attention when he put it back. I hope you are all doing well and have a wonderful holiday, no matter which one you choose to celebrate.īecause it IS Wednesday I have an obligation to my readers, yet it is Christmas, so perhaps this might be uncouth… So, as you might guess, I had much to debate last night and I mean this as absolutely no sacrilege, but because I do have a number of readers who love these posts more than any of the others. First and foremost, Merry Christmas (and of course Happy Hanukah if that is your belief).
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