Judith McNaught Quote

Elizabeth, we’re going to have to stop.Elizabeth’s swirling senses began to return to reality, slowly at first, and then with a sickening plummet. Passion gave way to fear and then to anguished shame as she realized she was lying in a man’s arms, her shirt unfastened, her flesh exposed to his gaze and touch. Closing her eyes, she fought back the sting of tears and shoved his hand away, lurching into an upright position. Let me rise, please, she whispered, her voice strangled with self-revulsion. Her skin flinched as he began to fasten her shirt, but in order to do it he had to release his hold on her, and the moment he did, she scrambled to her feet.Turning her back to him, she fastened her shirt with shaking hands and snatched her jacket from the peg beside the fire. He moved so silently that she had no idea he’d stood until his hands settled on her stiff shoulders. Don’t be frightened of what is between us. I’ll be able to provide for you-All of Elizabeth’s confusion and anguish exploded in a burst of tempestuous, sobbing fury that was directed at herself, but which she hurtled at him. Tearing free of his grasp, she whirled around. Provide for me, she cried. Provide what? A-a hovel in Scotland where I’ll stay while you dress the part of an English gentleman so you can gamble away everything-If things go on as I expect, he interrupted her in a voice of taut calm, I’ll be one of the richest men in England within a year-two at the most. If they don’t, you’ll still be well provided for.Elizabeth snatched her bonnet and backed away from him in a fear that was partly of him and partly of her own weakness. This is madness. Utter madness. Turning, she headed for the door.I know, he said gently. She reached for the door handle and jerked the door open. Behind her, his voice stopped her in midstep. If you change your mind after we leave in the morning, you can reach me at Hammund’s town house in Upper Brook Street until Wednesday. After that I’d intended to leave for India. I’ll be gone until winter.I-I hope you have a safe voyage, she said, too overwrought to wonder about the sharp tug of loss she felt at the realization he was leaving.If you change your mind in time, he teased, I’ll take you with me.Elizabeth fled in sheer terror from the gentle confidence she’d heard in his smiling voice. As she galloped through the thick fog and wet underbrush she was no longer the sensible, confident young lady she’d been before; instead she was a terrified, bewildered girl with a mountain of responsibilities and an upbringing that convinced her the wild attraction she felt for Ian Thornton was sordid and unforgivable.

Judith McNaught

Elizabeth, we’re going to have to stop.Elizabeth’s swirling senses began to return to reality, slowly at first, and then with a sickening plummet. Passion gave way to fear and then to anguished shame as she realized she was lying in a man’s arms, her shirt unfastened, her flesh exposed to his gaze and touch. Closing her eyes, she fought back the sting of tears and shoved his hand away, lurching into an upright position. Let me rise, please, she whispered, her voice strangled with self-revulsion. Her skin flinched as he began to fasten her shirt, but in order to do it he had to release his hold on her, and the moment he did, she scrambled to her feet.Turning her back to him, she fastened her shirt with shaking hands and snatched her jacket from the peg beside the fire. He moved so silently that she had no idea he’d stood until his hands settled on her stiff shoulders. Don’t be frightened of what is between us. I’ll be able to provide for you-All of Elizabeth’s confusion and anguish exploded in a burst of tempestuous, sobbing fury that was directed at herself, but which she hurtled at him. Tearing free of his grasp, she whirled around. Provide for me, she cried. Provide what? A-a hovel in Scotland where I’ll stay while you dress the part of an English gentleman so you can gamble away everything-If things go on as I expect, he interrupted her in a voice of taut calm, I’ll be one of the richest men in England within a year-two at the most. If they don’t, you’ll still be well provided for.Elizabeth snatched her bonnet and backed away from him in a fear that was partly of him and partly of her own weakness. This is madness. Utter madness. Turning, she headed for the door.I know, he said gently. She reached for the door handle and jerked the door open. Behind her, his voice stopped her in midstep. If you change your mind after we leave in the morning, you can reach me at Hammund’s town house in Upper Brook Street until Wednesday. After that I’d intended to leave for India. I’ll be gone until winter.I-I hope you have a safe voyage, she said, too overwrought to wonder about the sharp tug of loss she felt at the realization he was leaving.If you change your mind in time, he teased, I’ll take you with me.Elizabeth fled in sheer terror from the gentle confidence she’d heard in his smiling voice. As she galloped through the thick fog and wet underbrush she was no longer the sensible, confident young lady she’d been before; instead she was a terrified, bewildered girl with a mountain of responsibilities and an upbringing that convinced her the wild attraction she felt for Ian Thornton was sordid and unforgivable.

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About Judith McNaught

Judith McNaught (born May 10, 1944) is a bestselling author of over a dozen historical and contemporary romance novels, with 30 million copies of her works in print. She was also the first female executive producer at a CBS radio station.