“ Miles was frantically trying to rearrange his cravat and smooth down his hair. ‘Damn. No time to stop off at home and get my valet to tidy me up. Oh well. Give Hen a kiss for me.’Richard shot him a sh… Lauren Willig
“ Jack’s throat worked as he looked out across the waves. How much of a chance do you think she has against the Gardener?Miss Gwen didn’t belittle or make light of his concerns. The man’s twisty; I’ll g… Lauren Willig
“ Jack’s fingers closed around her shoulders. Jane could feel his labored breaths, the ragged movement of his chest. You show up looking like that—wearing his dress, his jewels, his perfumes. What in th… Lauren Willig
“ If you don’t mind my interrupting your no doubt fascinating private conversation, said Richard, lifting a blond brow, there have been some inquiries as to why our guest is not bound.Or trussed, contri… Lauren Willig
“ From far across the sea I come,Through fire, frost,and blazing sun,That you might, with your own fair hand,Enjoy the bounties of my land- Emma Delagardie and Augustus WhittlesbyAmericanus, A masque in… Lauren Willig
“ You, said Henrietta, regarding the Gardener with the sort of venom usually reserved for people who ignore the queue at lending libraries. What are you doing here?The Gardener doffed his hat. Lady Henr… Lauren Willig
“ Things turn up in strange places all the time. For example library books, which possess a disconcerting ability to move from place to place, seemingly of their own volition. Lauren Willig
“ Because I like you, she blurted out, and realized that for once it was true. It was a rather unsettling revelation. You’re . . . , well, you. Not just a body on a balcony, not just a pair of lips to b… Lauren Willig
“ Amy tugged Edouard across the courtyard towards the carriage. A great deal of tugging was required; Edouard eyed the filth on the cobbles with extreme distaste, mincing in Amy’s wake with all the care… Lauren Willig
“ A basket of wildflowers on Jane’s arm testified to a walk along the grounds, but she bore no sign of outdoor exertion. No creases dared to settle in the folds of her muslin dress; her pale brown hair… Lauren Willig
“ If you don’t like the teaching and you don’t like the research – why are you doing this? Because it’s what I thought I wanted six years ago. Lauren Willig
“ He turned as she entered, barely visible in the dusky room. Am I to wish you happy?Jane stopped short. After all these weeks together, everything they had shared. That’s all? That’s all you have to sa… Lauren Willig
“ Imagination was all very well in the daylight, but it was an uncomfortable thing late at night. Lauren Willig
“ Whether I like it or not, most of my images of what various historical periods feel, smell, or sound like were acquired well before I set foot in any history class. They came from Margaret Mitchell, f… Lauren Willig
“ I love the sound of words, the feel of them, the flow of them. I love the challenge of finding just that perfect combination of words to describe a curl of the lip, a tilt of the chin, a change in the… Lauren Willig
