One-half of Deux Lectrices, writing about the things I read.
“Still, I don’t know why he’d bother wasting the time.”
“Don’t you?” Griff studied her face closely. “Surely you
know he has feelings for you.”
Finley blushed. “We’re friends.”
As he ran one of his fingers along the petal of a rose, Griffin’s mouth twisted into a bitter smile. “Perhaps you ought to enlighten Mr. Dandy as to that.”
“Do you believe I’ve led him on?”
He choked on a bark of laughter. “You spent the night at his house. Could you blame him for making assumptions?”
Hands fisted on her hips, Finley glared at him. “And I live with you. What assumptions have you made, Your High and Mightiness?”
Good on her for throwing that back in his face, but I cannot emphasize how low both Finley and Griffin's reputations would be since she's living with him. I also can't emphasize enough how much society would talk that she spent the night with one man while living with another. I mean, it already talks enough in this day and age, but back then? Finley would be ruined, Dandy's reputation would be tarnished (probably to the point of dueling with Griffin) and Griffin would be thought of as a cad for keeping Finley on without being married to her.
Also more bonus points for Mary Sue!Finley: Jack Dandy has mysteriously tracked her to New York before she arrived and sent her ~cream roses~