the secret diaries of miss miranda cheever series

'It looks as if I will need to go to London.' He sat back down and picked up a document he'd been perusing before she came in. This was what he loved most about being married to her- these quirky little conversations that filled their days. He shook his head as he moved back to his desk. 'After having spent nearly a season in London, I have to say that it is not terribly difficult to be more intelligent than most of the men of the ton. You're certainly a deuced sight more intelligent than most of the men I knew there.' 'I should have loved to listen to all of those lectures.' 'I wish I could have gone to Oxford,' she said longingly. He walked over to her and dropped a kiss first on her nose and then on her belly. 'Don't think I never heard about your exploits at university.'

He looked up at her with an amused expression. 'Yes, well, that is to be expected, I imagine.' 'Winston has got into a bit of trouble at Oxford,' Turner murmured, his eyes quickly moving across his mother's words. After all, she had practically been a part of the family before.

His mother had been heard to murmur, 'I never dreamed…' a few hundred times, and Winston's nose had been put a little out of joint, but all in all, Miranda made a smooth transition from Cheever to Bevelstoke. As expected, they were shocked (with the exception of Olivia, who'd had some inkling as to what was going on), and had rushed immediately to Rosedale to inspect the situation. He had put off telling his family about his marriage for as long as possible, but after two months, Miranda had convinced him that he couldn't possibly avoid it any longer. He took the letter from her hands, idly pacing the room as he read the missive. 'I received a letter from your mother today. Miranda rolled her eyes and held out a piece of paper.

'I suppose you're planning to open a practice in psychic midwifery?' 'You just like seeing tangible proof of your own virility.' Turner jumped to his feet immediately to help her into the chair. Women in my condition are very emotional, you know.' She walked over to a chair near his desk and put her arms on the armrests to ease herself down into it. 'You might have lied to spare my feelings and told me that I'm not so very big.

The secret diaries of miss miranda cheever series