Page 64 of Lady Willa's Divinely Wicked Vicar
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“My very suggestion.”
“He’d be pleased with me?”
“Thrilled. He is of a mind that since I love you, he will too.”
She felt light, free, ready to fly like petals on the wind. “I am repentant, too.”
He snorted. “Is that so? Well then! I say come up to the Hall, my dear. Try that word out on Lord and Lady Courtland.”
She grumbled, playful. “You are a harsh taskmaster, Vicar.”
“Redemption is a noble act.” He brushed his fingers along her lips. “Naughty or nice, I love you, Wicked Willa.”
