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“You'll get wet," Daisy protested, glancing at his shirtsleeves and waistcoat. He began to laugh. "I'm not made of sugar." "Neither am I." "Yes you are," he murmured, making her blush. He smiled at the sight of her face peeking out from the folds of her coat, like a little owl in the woods.” — Lisa Kleypas
You'll get wet," Daisy protested, glancing at his shirtsleeves and waistcoat.
He began to laugh. "I'm not made of sugar."
"Neither am I."
"Yes you are," he murmured, making her blush. He smiled at the sight of her face peeking out from the folds of her coat, like a little owl in the woods.