"The fifth then," Rosalie agreed. So long as they stuck to the plan of dividing the ballroom then they'd be able to avoid any conversation about the weather. For, despite loving the snow and cold weather, Rosalie didn't particularly desire to talk about the wind and whether or not it'd be an early spring. "And then we'll just have to pray there's not a sixth." At some point they'd have to abandon the hostess' intentions for the evening, lest there be some sort of rumors started about them being unable to keep their eyes off one another.

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