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Enter the Duke (Game of Dukes, #2) QUOTES

1 " Maggie sucked in a breath. Confronted with Glory’s eyes—Rhys’s eyes—she couldn’t lie.
Nor did she want to.
“Yes, it’s true. I knew Ransom before I married your father…the one who raised you I mean. But Ransom didn’t find out about you until he came to Dorset a few weeks ago.” Anxiously, she searched her daughter’s face. “I know how confusing this must be. It all happened a long time ago, and—”
“I understand.”
She blinked at the steady reply. “You do?”

Glory nodded. “Does Ransom want to be my papa now?”
“He does, dear heart.” Hesitantly, Maggie asked, “Do you think…you’d like that too?”
In answer, Glory called out, “Papa! Papa—stop fighting!”

Rhys’s arm froze mid-swing. He twisted toward them.
Maggie saw the haze of bloodlust slowly fade from his eyes.

“Did Glory just call me…Papa?” he asked hoarsely.

“She did.” Her heart full to bursting, Maggie smiled tremulously. “Now that we have your attention, would you mind leaving off the killing and joining your family instead?”

Rhys surged to his feet, rising from the ash of pulverized glass. Dark hair waved over his sweaty brow. His cheek was cut, his jacket torn, and his fists dripped blood.
He was the most beautiful sight she’d ever seen.

“Anything for my girls,” he said.
He started over.
She and Glory met him halfway, running into his arms. "

― Grace Callaway , Enter the Duke (Game of Dukes, #2)

2 " He stopped beneath the trellis…and held a gloved hand out to her.

“Go to him.” Grinning, Tessa nudged her forward. “Before one of these other ladies does. "

― Grace Callaway , Enter the Duke (Game of Dukes, #2)

3 " And she knew that it wasn’t fair for him to assume the entire burden for what had happened. For two of them had engaged in that reckless, life-altering night of passion.

“It was my fault too. I went with you willingly.” There was no longer any reason to keep secrets, and she said in halting tones, “It was my…first time. Being with a man, I mean. I didn’t think of the consequences—”
Rhys’s oath cut her off. Before she could react, her cheek was pressed against the plush silk of his waistcoat, his arms tight bands around her. He did nothing more…just held her. His heart thundered beneath her ear. Given the uncertainty of the situation, it was odd how safe she felt.

“Not another word. You are not to blame, sweetheart, and, by God, I’ll not let you think that you are.” His voice was grittier than sandpaper. “The fault is entirely mine. I should have sensed your inexperience. Bloody hell, I’m a blackguard. I told myself that because you were working in a dockside tavern, you knew what you were about.”

“It’s a common assumption about us serving maids,” she said wryly.

“Common doesn’t make it right.” His hand continued its comforting stroke even as his voice dripped with self-condemnation. “I was a careless sod. If I could go back and do it over, I would.”

She tipped her head back. “You wouldn’t have approached me?”

“I’ve done many things I’m not proud of.” His eyes darkened. “But I’ve never to my knowledge dallied with a virgin. And the fact that I did so with you and didn’t even realize—”

“Because I didn’t act like a virgin, did I?” She squirmed at the memory of her wantonness. “I went with you, and we didn’t even get to the bed…”

“My God.” His eyes shut. “Your first time. Against a bloody door.”

“It was fine,” she said quickly. “I, um, enjoyed it. Didn’t you?”

His lashes lifted, revealing his glowering stare. “That’s hardly the point, Maggie mine. It’s not right for your first time. "

― Grace Callaway , Enter the Duke (Game of Dukes, #2)