Women never dress without thought.
There's always hope. And when that fails, there's guile and wile.
There are times when simplicity makes a decision for you.
The other animals. When she didn't reply, he sighed, frustration on his face. They have - what you say - hop, hop. And they have the- He put his hand behind his head and made a 'V' then wiggled his fi...
Sometimes the little things are the big things.
Some crave the safety of boredom while others crave the bravery of adventure.
She was part wide-eyed wood nymph, part awkward society miss, and—he was beginning to realize—part testy library elf.
Roland sat beside his little sister. You are too young to know this, but love cannot grow in rocky soil. It must be planted in a tender heart, cared for with the gentlest of touches, warmed with happi...
Perhaps the truth was there was no perfect marriage, just some really good ones.
Perhaps I should just leave after all.She whirled on him. No! I'm just trying to find the right words,and I-oh,it's complicated!Lies usually are.She wetted her lips. Lies?He raised his brow.She sighed...
One should never ask a man questions about his personal life. He just might answer and then you, my dear, would have to listen.
No soft-skinned, lace-covered, dandified profligate would ever take this house and make it his.Ever.
Jack,would you mind giving us some privacy?Jack looked Dougal up and down. Are you going to berate him?No.Chastise him?No.Kick him out of the house?Then I don't mind leaving. Jack turned a bland gaze...
Jack took the note:My lord, Lady Kincaid announced she would be out this evening. When I asked where, she said shewas going carousing. That is a direct quote. Please advise. Devonsgate.
Jack looked at the paper. Devonsgate had listed all twelve footmen: John, Mark, Luke,Thomas…Bloody hell, his butler had hired the entire New Testament.
Is she always like that?Like what? Sara asked absently, staring a^ the letter in her hands.Floating about as if she was a blasted fairy.
I wish we hadn’t kissed at all, he snapped.So do I, but we can’t unkiss, so we must deal with it as best as we can.
How am I to get back to my room dressed like this?He grinned at her, his teeth flashing whitely in the dim light from the fire. You'll leave a trail of water.Which the servants will report to your sis...
He was going to enjoy pressing his little scheming hostess into improprieties she'd not soon forget. He didn't need a storm to make his point; he had his own powers of persuasion-and he'd use them all...
Could he be naked beneath his breeches? Theyseemed molded to him, outlining the powerful lines of his thighs and the swell just above—Oh, God. She closed her eyes. She’d been looking at his—Not only w...