Lydia Bennet

"It's the opportunity that I'm referring to," Liliana said. "Here, specifically." The briefest moment where her hand curled around his tie like she was about to use it to pull him somewhere, possibly just close enough to kiss. But then almost as quickly as she grabbed it, she was letting it go, even smoothing it back out with her hand.

Just a taste. A little amuse-bouche before tea.

"It's possible I should have been a little more insistent earlier."