“It’s been coming through loud and clear, Joleigh. But asking me to do this would be like my asking you to make liars of The Club!”
Good point.
Not that I let it stand in my way.
Twisting my hands in his hold, I clasped his hand in both of mine. Gazed up with deep sweet imploration and put it in my tone as well. “If you say you’ll do this—for my parents and Lannette’s at least because–because they adore you too—I’ll forgive you all over again!”
I’d’ve kissed him again but he didn’t permit it. He draped his free arm around me. “Ah, my mother is so wrong about you! Joleigh, I’d like to keep your parents’ good opinion of me—if they actually do still adore me!” Irvy squeezed me a little. “Look, I understand your feelings, honestly, I do—but I couldn’t do that! Out of respect for your paren
