Where are they?"
His wife looked vastly pleased with herself. "Sylvia and I went to visit a celebrated Parisian cosmetician. She gave me a sp-special cream for my complexion."
Sebastian was genuinely appalled. "You know how I loved those freckles."
"They'll come back by summer."
"This is an international outrage. I'm going to lodge a formal complaint with the embassy. There may be war, Evie." He took her face in his hands and gently tilted it this way and that, finding nothing but smooth, creamy whiteness. "Look what they've done to you," he grumbled.
Her blue eyes twinkled with amusement. "I may have a few left," she confided.
"Where?"
"You can look for them later," she said primly.
"I must have proof. Show me now." He tugged her toward the upholstered chaise, while she resisted with a burst of giggles."/>

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" What happened to your freckles?" he demanded. "Where are they?"
His wife looked vastly pleased with herself. "Sylvia and I went to visit a celebrated Parisian cosmetician. She gave me a sp-special cream for my complexion."
Sebastian was genuinely appalled. "You know how I loved those freckles."
"They'll come back by summer."
"This is an international outrage. I'm going to lodge a formal complaint with the embassy. There may be war, Evie." He took her face in his hands and gently tilted it this way and that, finding nothing but smooth, creamy whiteness. "Look what they've done to you," he grumbled.
Her blue eyes twinkled with amusement. "I may have a few left," she confided.
"Where?"
"You can look for them later," she said primly.
"I must have proof. Show me now." He tugged her toward the upholstered chaise, while she resisted with a burst of giggles. "

Lisa Kleypas , Devil in Disguise (The Ravenels, #7)


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Lisa Kleypas quote : What happened to your freckles?Where are they?"
His wife looked vastly pleased with herself. "Sylvia and I went to visit a celebrated Parisian cosmetician. She gave me a sp-special cream for my complexion."
Sebastian was genuinely appalled. "You know how I loved those freckles."
"They'll come back by summer."
"This is an international outrage. I'm going to lodge a formal complaint with the embassy. There may be war, Evie." He took her face in his hands and gently tilted it this way and that, finding nothing but smooth, creamy whiteness. "Look what they've done to you," he grumbled.
Her blue eyes twinkled with amusement. "I may have a few left," she confided.
"Where?"
"You can look for them later," she said primly.
"I must have proof. Show me now." He tugged her toward the upholstered chaise, while she resisted with a burst of giggles." style="width:100%;margin:20px 0;"/>