Regency Romance: Duchess In Distress (Historical Billionaire Military Romance) (19th Century Victorian Romance) by Sarah Thorn

Author:Sarah Thorn
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Published: 2016-07-04T22:00:00+00:00

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“It was incredibly cute; we were at a singles dance night at the community center. My partner had wandered off and was flirting with another girl, so I found myself raiding the punch bowl.

“While I was over there, I noticed Bill looking over his shoulder to make sure nobody was looking. I did my best to look like I hadn’t noticed but apparently he knew I was watching.

“He pulled an entire bottle of Vodka from his coat and dumped it in the bowl. I laughed so hard that people started staring. And, when people started staring at me, they saw Bill still pouring the bottle.

“We ended up both getting kicked out of the dance, but we still spent the evening talking about old times.”

My mother kept her gaze on Bill the entire time she told the story; I did think it was, at least, a little cute. Still, they’re getting married, and that was difficult to wrap my head around.

“Why are you guys getting married so quickly? It’s only been a couple of months,” I asked.

“When you start getting up to my age, you start to realize that every second you have is a gift, and getting to send all those seconds with people you care about is worth more than gold,” added Bill.

I toyed with the glass of wine my mother poured for me for dinner. I hadn’t had any alcohol since my escapade at school, but I made a special excuse to drink with her as a toast.

“I’m happy for you, mom, I really am. But, this is going to take a little while to get used to. I think I’m going to turn in for the evening. Goodnight everyone,” I said.

Mother cleared her throat.

“Sweetie, Bill and the kids are going to spend the night tonight. Don’t be surprised if you wake up to strangers in the night,”

I sighed deeply.

“Would you prefer I sleep in my car,” I asked.

She shook her head.

“No, you sleep in your bed. I just want you to know that the toilet seat might be left up, so you should keep an eye out.”

“Goodnight, mother,” I said while rolling my eyes.

She giggled and sipped on her wine, as I made my way back upstairs.

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