“But she had never been inside, and couldn’t help being excited as the fancy closed carriage they were riding in slowed to a stop. “Nervous?” David asked. She glanced at him, sitting back from the edge of the seat where she’d been perched with her face all but pressed to the window. “Well—no. I suppose I ought to be, for I’ve never been inside a real theater before!” He just smiled, his gaze fixed on her. Vivian felt a flush of pleasure that had nothing to do with the theater. It had... nothing to do with the lovely hot bath Bannet had prepared for her, nor the finery she wore. It might be related to the fact that Vivian knew she looked fine tonight, wearing a silk dress with a white flower pinned in her hair and beaded slippers on her feet, but that was only part of it. Mostly, she thought, it was because David was smiling at her as if there weren’t another woman in the world. And he looked quite fine himself tonight, in gentlemen’s evening clothes.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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