Did You Know I Have Always Suspected

You're In A Rather Odd Mood Today." I'm Soaking Wet, Eloise." No Need To Snap At Me About It, I Didn't Force You To Walk Across Town In The Rain." It Wasn't Raining When I Left,". There Was Something About A Sibling That Brought Out The Eight-year-old In A Body. I'm Sure The Sky Was Gray," Clearly, She Had A Bit Of The Eight-year-old In Her As Well.

Nothing Like Trapping The Gentlemen Where They Couldn't Get Away.

His Mouth Captured Hers, Trying To Show Her With His Kiss What He Was Still Learning To Express In Words. He Loved Her. He Worshipped Her. He'd Walk Across Fire For Her. He— —still Had The Audience Of Her Three Brothers. Slowly Breaking The Kiss, He Turned His Face To The Side. Anthony, Benedict, And Colin Were Still Standing In The Foyer. Anthony Was Studying The Ceiling, Benedict Was Pretending To Inspect His Fingernails, And Colin Was Staring Quite Shamelessly.

Oh, Elizabeth," He Murmured, Leaning Down To Press A Gentle Kiss On Her Mouth, "i Love You So Much. You Must Believe Me." "i Believe You," She Said Softly, "because In Your Eyes, I See What I Feel In My Heart.

The Look Anthony Shot At His Sister Was So Comically Malevolent Simon Nearly Laughed. He Managed To Restrain Himself, But Mostly Just Because He Was Fairly Certain That Any Show Of Humor Would Cause Anthony's Fist To Lose Its Battle With His Brain, With Simon's Face Emerging As The Conflict's Primary Casualty.