His mother would have a daughter-in-law, and he could carry on with his life without a needy woman hanging of his arm. He placed his hand under her chin and raised it to eye-level, which hadn’t been far to go, and looked deep into her dark brown eyes. Long auburn hair tied back from his face, tall and strong with a chiselled jawline. And that idiotic part of her brain wanted him to. She wouldn’t need him doting after her, or buying her everything she wanted. Do not disappoint him.”
After only a few more minutes of fuss, Harry heard the door open and all the other six, with their heads downcast and their lashes lowered, curtsied with grace and beauty. Mrs Denu walked up and down the line of girls, correcting their clothes, fixing their makeup. She had caught a glimpse of the man while trying not to fall, and that idiotic part of her brain had started acting up.
