Not even in my weakest moment have I considered letting you go.
Not certain what she was going to say or even what she wanted, she whispered a single, shaky word, filled with confusion and a plea for understanding, her green eyes searching his: Please—Ian realized...
Lady Cameron, he said, playing his role with elan as he nodded toward Ian. You recall our friend Lord Thornton, Marquess of Kensington, I hope?The radiant smile Elizabeth bestowed on Ian was not at al...
If being ugly was a crime, they'd be hunting that woman down with helicopters and bloodhounds.
I wonder where they’ll go, Jake continued, frowning a little. There’s wolves out there, and all sorts of beasts.No self-respecting wolf would dare to confront that duenna of hers, not with that umbrel...
I suspect, however, that the thing that confuses you about Ian is that he’s half Scot. In many ways he’s more Scot than English, which accounts for what you’re calling a ruthless streak. He’ll do what...
Ever since he’d set eyes on Elizabeth Cameron he’d been blind-no, he corrected himself with furious self-disgust, in England he’d recognized instinctively what she was-gentle and proud, brave and inno...
Did you ever notice how very fickle males are? she asked the horse. And how very foolish females are about them? she added, aware of how inexplicably deflated she felt. She realized as well that she w...
Before their chaise drew to a complete halt in front of the house a door was already being flung open, and a tall, stocky man was bouncing down the steps.It would appear that our greeting here is goin...
At that moment Elizabeth would have said or done anything to reach him. She could not believe, actually could not comprehend that the tender, passionate man who had loved and teased her could be doing...
True beauty springs from the heart and dwells in the eyes.
You're back early from Chicago, Jim remarked, seemingly oblivious to his friend's cold reserve. I wonder why?You know damned well why, Nick retorted grimly.Jim's brows lifted, but he turned his tawny,...
Where is your home? she asked after a long, comfortable silence.Wherever you are.
This is from Elizabeth, it said. She has sold Havenhurst. A pang of guilt and shock sent Ian to his feet as he read the rest of the note: I am to tell you that this is payment in full, plus appropriat...
The next day Elizabeth was anxiously waiting in the hall on Promenade Street for deliveries of both the newspapers. The exonerated Ian by splashing across the front page:MURDEROUS MARQUESS ACTUALLY H...
Sam Littleton was a beautiful woman who would try to play women's games. That meant that if he asked her if she was upset with him about something, she would do what women all do at such times: She wo...
Normally, Bentner would have beamed approvingly at the pretty portrait the girls made, but this morning, as he put out butter and jam, he had grim news to impart and a confession to make. As he swept...
May I inquire what the point? he snapped impatiently.Indeed you may, Lucinda said, thinking madly for some way to prod him into remembering his long-ago desire for Elizabeth and to prick his conscien...
Lisa, have you ever met anyone and then known within minutes that he's the most special person you're ever going to meet in your life?
Lauren, he began gravely, I would like four daughters with wobbly blue eyes and studious horn-rimmed glasses on their little noses. Also, I've become very partial to your honey-colored hair,so if you...