Judith McNaught Quote

Why should he treat Elizabeth as if he harbored any feelings for her, including anger?Elizabeth sensed that he was wavering a little, and she pressed home her advantage, using calm reason: Surely nothing that happened between us should make us behave badly to each other now. I mean, when you think on it, it was noting to us but a harmless weekend flirtation, wasn’t it?Obviously.Neither of us was hurt, were we?No.Well then, there’s no reason why we should not be cordial to each other now, is there? she demanded with a bright, beguiling smile. Good heavens, if every flirtation ended in enmity, no one in the would be speaking to anyone else!She had neatly managed to put him in the position of either agreeing with her or else, by disagreeing, admitting that she had been something more to him than a flirtation, and Ian realized it. He’d guessed where her calm arguments were leading, but even so, he was reluctantly impressed with how skillfully she was maneuvering him into having to agree with her. Flirtations, he reminded her smoothly, don’t normally end in duels.I know, and I sorry my brother shot you.Ian was simply not proof against the appeal in those huge green eyes of hers. Forget it, he said with an irritated sigh, capitulating to all she was asking. Stay the seven days.Suppressing the urge to twirl around with relief, she smiled into his eyes. Then could we have a truce for the time I’m here?That depends.On what?His brows lifted in mocking challenge. On whether or not you can make a decent breakfast.Let’s go in the house and see what we have.With Ian standing beside her Elizabeth surveyed the eggs and cheese and bread, and then the stove. I shall fix something right up, she promised with a smile that concealed her uncertainty.Are you sure you’re up to the challenge? Ian asked, but she seemed so eager, and her smile was so disarming, that he almost believed she knew how to cook. I shall prevail, you’ll see, she told him brightly, reaching for a wide cloth and tying it around her narrow waist.Her glance was so jaunty that Ian turned around to keep himself from grinning at her. She was obviously determined to attack the project with vigor and determination, and he was equally determined not to discourage her efforts. You do that, he said, and he left her alone at the stove.

Judith McNaught

Why should he treat Elizabeth as if he harbored any feelings for her, including anger?Elizabeth sensed that he was wavering a little, and she pressed home her advantage, using calm reason: Surely nothing that happened between us should make us behave badly to each other now. I mean, when you think on it, it was noting to us but a harmless weekend flirtation, wasn’t it?Obviously.Neither of us was hurt, were we?No.Well then, there’s no reason why we should not be cordial to each other now, is there? she demanded with a bright, beguiling smile. Good heavens, if every flirtation ended in enmity, no one in the would be speaking to anyone else!She had neatly managed to put him in the position of either agreeing with her or else, by disagreeing, admitting that she had been something more to him than a flirtation, and Ian realized it. He’d guessed where her calm arguments were leading, but even so, he was reluctantly impressed with how skillfully she was maneuvering him into having to agree with her. Flirtations, he reminded her smoothly, don’t normally end in duels.I know, and I sorry my brother shot you.Ian was simply not proof against the appeal in those huge green eyes of hers. Forget it, he said with an irritated sigh, capitulating to all she was asking. Stay the seven days.Suppressing the urge to twirl around with relief, she smiled into his eyes. Then could we have a truce for the time I’m here?That depends.On what?His brows lifted in mocking challenge. On whether or not you can make a decent breakfast.Let’s go in the house and see what we have.With Ian standing beside her Elizabeth surveyed the eggs and cheese and bread, and then the stove. I shall fix something right up, she promised with a smile that concealed her uncertainty.Are you sure you’re up to the challenge? Ian asked, but she seemed so eager, and her smile was so disarming, that he almost believed she knew how to cook. I shall prevail, you’ll see, she told him brightly, reaching for a wide cloth and tying it around her narrow waist.Her glance was so jaunty that Ian turned around to keep himself from grinning at her. She was obviously determined to attack the project with vigor and determination, and he was equally determined not to discourage her efforts. You do that, he said, and he left her alone at the stove.

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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.