Diana Gabaldon Quote
Because I wanted you. He turned from the window to face me. More than I ever wanted anything in my life, he added softly.I continued staring at him, dumbstruck. Whatever I had been expecting, it wasn't this. Seeing my openmouthed expression, he continued lightly. When I asked my da how ye knew which was the right woman, he told me when the time came, I'd have no doubt. And I didn't. When I woke in the dark under that tree on the road to Leoch, with you sitting on my chest, cursing me for bleeding to death, I said to myself, 'Jamie Fraser, for all ye canna see what she looks like, and for all she weighs as much as a good draft horse, this is the woman'I started toward him, and he backed away, talking rapidly. I said to myself, 'She's mended ye twice in as many hours, me lad; life amongst the MacKenzies being what it is, it might be as well to wed a woman as can stanch a wound and set broken bones.' And I said to myself, 'Jamie, lad, if her touch feels so bonny on your collarbone, imagine what it might feel like lower down...'He dodged around a chair. Of course, I thought it might ha' just been the effects of spending four months in a monastery, without benefit of female companionship, but then that ride through the dark together--he paused to sigh theatrically, neatly evading my grab at his sleeve--with that lovely broad arse wedged between my thighs--he ducked a blow aimed at his left ear and sidestepped, getting a low table between us--and that rock-solid head thumping me in the chest--a small metal ornament bounced off his own head and went clanging to the floor--I said to myself...He was laughing so hard at this point that he had to gasp for breath between phrases. Jamie...I said...for all she's a Sassenach bitch...with a tongue like an adder's ...with a bum like that...what does it matter if she's a f-face like a sh-sh-eep?I tripped him neatly and landed on his stomach with both knees as he hit the floor with a crash that shook the house. You mean to tell me that you married me out of love? I demanded. He raised his eyebrows, struggling to draw in breath.Have I not...just been...saying so?
Because I wanted you. He turned from the window to face me. More than I ever wanted anything in my life, he added softly.I continued staring at him, dumbstruck. Whatever I had been expecting, it wasn't this. Seeing my openmouthed expression, he continued lightly. When I asked my da how ye knew which was the right woman, he told me when the time came, I'd have no doubt. And I didn't. When I woke in the dark under that tree on the road to Leoch, with you sitting on my chest, cursing me for bleeding to death, I said to myself, 'Jamie Fraser, for all ye canna see what she looks like, and for all she weighs as much as a good draft horse, this is the woman'I started toward him, and he backed away, talking rapidly. I said to myself, 'She's mended ye twice in as many hours, me lad; life amongst the MacKenzies being what it is, it might be as well to wed a woman as can stanch a wound and set broken bones.' And I said to myself, 'Jamie, lad, if her touch feels so bonny on your collarbone, imagine what it might feel like lower down...'He dodged around a chair. Of course, I thought it might ha' just been the effects of spending four months in a monastery, without benefit of female companionship, but then that ride through the dark together--he paused to sigh theatrically, neatly evading my grab at his sleeve--with that lovely broad arse wedged between my thighs--he ducked a blow aimed at his left ear and sidestepped, getting a low table between us--and that rock-solid head thumping me in the chest--a small metal ornament bounced off his own head and went clanging to the floor--I said to myself...He was laughing so hard at this point that he had to gasp for breath between phrases. Jamie...I said...for all she's a Sassenach bitch...with a tongue like an adder's ...with a bum like that...what does it matter if she's a f-face like a sh-sh-eep?I tripped him neatly and landed on his stomach with both knees as he hit the floor with a crash that shook the house. You mean to tell me that you married me out of love? I demanded. He raised his eyebrows, struggling to draw in breath.Have I not...just been...saying so?
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