He pulled loose the ribbons of her bonnet and tossed the garment onto the opposite seat. He held her head against his shoulder and rested his cheek on top of it. He had no idea if she needed to be gathered in or not. But he needed to gather.“Idiot,” he said. “You precious idiot, Elizabeth.
-Mary Balogh
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