“Do you know what a tre vie is, Juliana?”

“For Juliana comes, and she, what I do to the grass, does to my thoughts and me.”

“You plan to be a challenge, do you?"Juliana smiled angelically. "I agreed to remain, my lord. Not to remain silent.”

“Talon snorted down at Tre. “Wow. That's almost genius, Betty. Got anything else for us before we head out?” Tre reached out and shoved Talon's shoulder. “Quit calling me Betty. So what if I like to bake. I don't see you turning down my red velvet cupcakes, asshole.”

“Hembry," he said, not lifting his gaze from Juliana's. "We will retire to the music room. Lady Juliana wishes to play with me."She laughed at his outrageous statement as the butler disappeared to light the lamps in the music room. "Play for you, you rouge. Music. Nothing else.""Hmmm...," he enigmatically replied.Sinclair allowed her to put her own interpretation on his intentions as they entered the house.”

“Congratulations?" Martin's expression was like boiling milk. "Congratulations? I will not permit my sister to marry such a rogue.""Martin, darling." Juliana said, putting a gentle hand on her husband's arm, "I completely understand your misgivings but I do think we should consider the matter calmly.""Calmly!" Martin spun around. "I am not calm!""I think we all realize that, dearest," Juliana said.”