" By the third day she begrudgingly concluded that he was not a proper giant, merely a large man with a fondness for trespass. Surely he was twice as large as any man needed to be. Worse—because he could not be held responsible for the breadth of his shoulders or the length of his legs—was the fact that he persisted in tipping his hat to her and murmuring a greeting. "

― Cat Sebastian , A Delicate Deception (Regency Imposters, #3)