Chapter 118
"I should." He agreed.
Mitchell raised her face to look at him, she wanted to know why he chooses to appear mean and arrogant when he has a very kind side to him, but rather than ask, she shook her head and returned her gaze to the ground, picked up a stick lying on the sand beneath her feet and started to draw patterns on the ground with it.
Michael watched her; he d seen she was about to ask him something but had decided against it. She became engrossed with the pattern she was drawing or probably lost in thought. Her hair spills over her face as the breeze gently blows. She didn t bother to put it to order.
"She still looks very lovely with her hair a mess like that," Michael thought. And intelligent. He loved the way she handled and comported herself during their evening at the Williamson, especially after he had announced their engagement. Some of the ladies had sought her out on the pretense of wanting to congratulate her, but it was actually to hav
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