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certain they all have tidy fortunes.”
    “I’m not sure I wish to go all the way to America for a suitable match.” Teddy sipped
     her tea thoughtfully. “Although that would certainly be unexpected and quite an adventure.”
    “You have no idea,” Delilah said more to herself than the others. Especially if they
     were deliciously handsome with hard bodies and laughing brown eyes.
    Camille studied the wedding planner for a moment. “Aside from the unexpected, Teddy,
     what do you want? What are you looking for in a prospective husband?”
    “I don’t know really. I do know I want someone who isn’t looking for a debutante in
     her first season. I have, after all, reached the overly-ripe age of twenty-six.” Teddy
     cast the others a rueful smile.
    “As have we both,” Delilah said mildly.
    There was nothing she could do to alleviate Teddy’s concern about age, a concern Delilah
     shared to a certain extent. But Teddy really had nothing to worry about. With her
     tall stature, rich red hair, and air of competence and intelligence, she was at once
     classic and unique. Delilah had long thought Teddy fit in far better in terms of appearance
     with Camille and Beryl than Delilah did. The twins were tall and blond and annoyingly
     perfect beauties. While the blue of Delilah’s eyes did match her sisters, she was
     several inches shorter, her figure a bit fuller and her hair a definite, dark brown.
     Regardless, her mirror said she was quite lovely even if she had always felt rather
     plain when standing next to the goddess twins. As such, she could certainly understand
     Teddy’s concern about a real or imagined flaw. “And I’m not the least bit worried.”
    “You’re a widow. You’ve been married. If this was a game, you’ve already been chosen
     once. You’re simply playing again. No one has ever chosen, or rather married, me.”
     Teddy stirred sugar into her tea.
    “That’s not entirely true, is it?” Delilah pointed out.
    “That was a dreadful mistake.” Teddy’s tone hardened. “I wasted nearly a year in an
     engagement to a man who was not at all right for me. I consider myself lucky that
     I did not marry him.”
    Camille’s eyes widened. “What happened?”
    Teddy sipped her tea, her manner matter-of-fact. “He died.”
    Camille winced. “Oh dear.”
    “You needn’t look like that, Camille,” Delilah said. “It’s not as if she did away
     with him.”
    “Although I might have had to resort to that if we had actually married,” Teddy said
     with a shrug and a sharp look at Delilah.
    This was not something Teddy liked talking about and Delilah knew better than to bring
     it up. “But you have had other offers since then. None of which you’ve accepted.”
    “Fortunately I learn from my mistakes and I have very high standards.” Teddy adopted
     a lofty tone. “And on the vine of matrimonial bliss, I have yet to be . . .” She rested
     the back of her hand against her forehead in a theatrical manner and heaved a dramatic
     sigh. “Plucked.”
    Delilah tried not to choke. That was one secret of Teddy’s she’d take to her grave.
    Camille laughed. “I wouldn’t let my mother hear you say that. She claims she is not
     the type of mother to interfere in her children’s lives but we know better. She simply
     can’t resist meddling.” Camille traded a long-suffering look with her sister. “Even
     though you’re not her daughter, Teddy, she would take your comment as a challenge.
     She’d have you wed in no time regardless of your standards. But you have evaded my
     question. Unexpected is not a good answer.”
    “I suppose if I knew the answer to what I was looking for, I would know where to find
     it. Or him.” Teddy thought for a moment. “I suppose all I want is what you and Grayson
     have found.” She toyed absently with her spoon. “It’s quite remarkable you know and
     terribly obvious to anyone around the two of you. I can’t tell you how many weddings
     my