By the following morning, Anthony was drunk. By afternoon, he was hungover.His head was pounding, his ears were ringing, and his brothers, who had been surprised to discover himin such a state attheir...
But you won't say no.She hated that his confidence was not misplaced, hated that she could refuse him nothing when he held her in his arms. But she loved the crackling awareness that washed over her -...
But when Anthony kissed her, she felt asif she were losing her mind. And when hekissed her twice, she wasn't even sure if she wanted it back!
But he had saved her. That was irrefutable. Maybe it didn't really matter why he'd come to Phillip's party, only that he had, and he had saved her.
Besides, he said breezily, were it not for misunderstandings, we would be sadly lacking in great literature.She looked at him questioningly.Where would Romeo and Juliet be?Alive.
Benedict! Damn. He’d nearly made a clean escape. He looked up to see his mother hurrying toward him. She was dressed in some sort of Elizabethan costume. He supposed she was meant to be a character in...
Because if he looked like he was unaffected by her smile, then she would not realize that, in actuality, he was in an utter panic because somewhere deep down inside he’d realized that his life had jus...
Be careful what you wish for,her mind thundered.
Are you certain you'll be happy? she asked.Eloise smiled ruefully. It's a little late to wonder, don't you think?It might be too late to do anything about it, but it's never too late to wonder.
Anthony, she whispered, his name a benediction, a plea, a prayer all in one. Anything, he replied raggedly, dropping to his knees before her, his lips trailing a hot path along her skin as his fingers...
Anthony sneezed and pushed them aside. Mother, I am trying to have a conversation with the duke.Violet looked at Simon. Do you want to have this conversation with my son?Not particularly.Fine, then. A...
Anne strove for honesty whenever possible, probably because it so often wasn't possible.
Annabel looked down. Her hands were shaking. She couldn't do this. Not yet. She couldn't face the man she'd kissed who happened to be the heir to the man she didn't want to kiss but whos she probably...
And then Alec had a providient thought. D'you want my sister?Octavia! Hugh gasped at him. isn't she twelve?
And so, on an otherwise unremarkable Friday afternoon, in the heart of Mayfair, in a quiet drawing room on Mount Street, Colin Bridgerton kissed Penelope Featherington.
And I hope you will not think me foolish when I also extend my thanks.Thank you, Michael, for letting my son love her first.—from Janet Stirling, dowager Countess of Kilmartin, to Michael Stirling, Ea...
Am I a terrible person? she whispered, more for her ears than for his. Does this mean I am fallen? But he heard her, and his voice was hot and moist on the skin of her cheek. He moved to her ear and...
All three men looked at the woman in the doorway, but they all saw different things.Alex saw a rather attractive young lady with a remarkable air of vitality in her silver eyes.John saw the woman he'd...
All of this presupposes that I have set my sights on a single male.' Susan's eyes bugged out. 'You certainly cannot set your signs on a married man!' 'I meant a particular man,' Elizabeth retorted, sw...
All I meant to say is that a rake's humor has its basis in cruelty. He needs a victim, for he cannot imagine ever laughing at himself. You, your grace, are rather clever with the self-deprecating rema...