Karen Harper Quote

Do not dare to ever touch me again! she spat at him. Go caress your Maud, go kiss her in the roses! A little sob tore from her throat and the stubborn tears sprang to her eyes again.He loosed her waist and took one of her hands firmly in both of his warm ones. I am in your bad graces, sweetheart, and rightly so. I did not know you and Will stood so close in the garden.I am certain it would not have made one tiny difference to you if the cardinal himself would have stood there watching!His teeth shone white in the dim bower as he smiled and the rain splattered down around their protective arch of leaves. I am elated that my attention to other ladies displeases you.I could not care less what you do, William Stafford!Really? Fine, because I am going to kiss you and if we had the time, I would carry you to one of those three hundred silken beds in that great pile of Wolsey's bricks and make hot love to you whether you were willing or not. I told you I do not love the little Jennings, Mary, and I told you true. You know whom I love, do you not, sweetheart?

Karen Harper

Do not dare to ever touch me again! she spat at him. Go caress your Maud, go kiss her in the roses! A little sob tore from her throat and the stubborn tears sprang to her eyes again.He loosed her waist and took one of her hands firmly in both of his warm ones. I am in your bad graces, sweetheart, and rightly so. I did not know you and Will stood so close in the garden.I am certain it would not have made one tiny difference to you if the cardinal himself would have stood there watching!His teeth shone white in the dim bower as he smiled and the rain splattered down around their protective arch of leaves. I am elated that my attention to other ladies displeases you.I could not care less what you do, William Stafford!Really? Fine, because I am going to kiss you and if we had the time, I would carry you to one of those three hundred silken beds in that great pile of Wolsey's bricks and make hot love to you whether you were willing or not. I told you I do not love the little Jennings, Mary, and I told you true. You know whom I love, do you not, sweetheart?

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About Karen Harper

Karen Harper (April 6, 1945 – April 13, 2020) was a historical fiction and contemporary fiction author. She was a New York Times and USA Today bestselling author.