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Alec glanced at the magazine and grinned. "If you mean to treat me like a proper invalid, perhaps you might read for me? I should enjoy hearing your voice."

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He took a step nearer. "You are still Lady Amelias's pride and joy. Still headstrong, still a

bruising rider and righter of wrongs, still the bravest and most foolish woman I know, still determined to lead every dance, and still an incorrigible flirt. Is that not true?"

She hesitated, torn between offense and amusement. "Yes, I... suppose it is."

"Then you are still the woman I thought you."

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Aurora looked at her with forthright blue eyes, which were somehow innocent and knowing all at once. She took a step nearer and lowered her voice. "My brother is not here, Miss Midwinter. He has gone out."

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Alec tossed his topper in the air, spun in place, and caught his hat before replacing it once more.

A giggle reached his ears - ears wich quickly heated when he realized how foolish he must have looked. He glanced up and saw a ginger-haired girl of five or six walking hand-in-hand with her father. eyes twinkling, she gave him a gap-toothed grin as she passed.

Alec doffed his hat to her and continued on his way.

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Looking out over the estate grounds that morning, Julia felt uncomfortable in her own skin, and empty inside. Something was missing - had been missing her entire life. And she was quite certain she was not going to find it within the walls of Buckleigh Manor.

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When Julia thought back over her childhood, she recalled being trapped indoors with her governess or mother - practicing her curtsy and manners, learning to differentiate seven different types of forks, orders of precedence, and correct forms of adress for the ranks of nobility - and glancing out the window and seeing James, Walter, and heading off with fishing poles or cricket bat in hand.

No. Julia had no interest in assuming her mother's role as prim-lipped matriarch of Buckleigh Manor. She did not what to spend her days in interminable meetings and answering endless correspondence. She wanted to live her own life. Charmed or not.

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Thick, reddish-brow hair tumbled over her shoulders and framed a heart-shaped face with a hint of freckles. Dark chocolate eyes met his. Goodness, she was beautiful.

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