She felt sleep creeping up on her like a relentless tide. She tried to summon up a craving for German chocolates. Or New York traffic. Late-night television. Nope. What she really needed was currently...
Richard nodded, then fumbled around in the purse at his belt. He took her hand and slid a ring onto her finger. I meant to give you this, he said. Before, ah, the tidings came . . . Oh, she said, look...
Perhaps you would care to wear it. While we are in this chamber, he added hastily. She lifted her eyebrows. Why? Because then you would be lord. Why would I want that? Then you would rule over me. As...
Off with you, he said. Sleep will heal your wounds. She paused. Does this mean we’re going to be amicable now? Call it a temporary truce. Now go to bed. Is that a command? He had the feeling the corre...
If Jessica had been pleased with his work, that was enough. He had bent to his work and poured his entire soul, black as it might have been, into fashioning something beautiful for his lady. His lady....
I love you, she said. What brought that on? She smiled. It’s like a fever. It comes and goes. I think your smiles bring it on. Then remind me to give you more of them. She rested her head against his...
I love this medieval stuff, Archie announced to whatever assembly was there, don’t you? And with that, he slapped her happily on the rump—to the accompaniment of more horrified gasps—and continued on...
I don’t want broth, I want an enormous piece of meat. Jessica held the trencher on his lap. You’ll eat broth because that’s all your body can take right now— I’ll eat what I bloody well feel like eati...
He then transferred the potency of those dusty green eyes on Jessica, took her hand, and made a low bow over it. At least he hadn’t kissed it, Richard noted. Kendrick had spared himself being run thro...
He stopped halfway up the first flight of stairs, backed his lady up against the curved wall, and looked down at her. I’ll take my leave of you properly now, he announced. I’m not sure I’m still— He c...
And she shrieked when she was lifted up and set carefully on her feet. Are you hurt? Richard asked anxiously. I was just checking the floor, she said, trying to catch her breath. You scared me to deat...
You were mine before you were his.
What? Richard demanded. John merely shook his head and smiled. She rides very well. What? Richard turned to see his horse’s rump now far in the distance. Damn that woman!
The blush started at her toes and worked its way up. She threw her right arm over her face. Go dry your hair, she said, mortified. Please. Richard gently pulled her arm away and peered down at her, hi...
Say me aye, he whispered against her mouth. Say me aye. How could she say anything else?
Runach didn't consider himself particularly dull, but he had to admit he was baffled. Then what now?What do you mean, Weger echoed in disbelief. Do what is necessary! Bloody hell, man, must I instruc...
Richard opened the door, then stood back. After you, my lady. Jessica walked into the room and gasped. She turned around and around, trying to take in the entire view. He had painted the bedroom walls...
I don’t know why you’re enjoying this so much.Because I am a connoisseur of fine irony. ’Tis a bit like fine wine, but has a better bite.
I can’t believe it, she said. I just can’t believe it. Neither can I, Jessica said, eyeballing the door. And if you’ll just let me by, I’ll go get some help— Oh, Abigail said, with another laugh, you’...
How could a woman who was that beautiful, who smelled that good, who had such perfectly lovely teeth and bright eyes, be so thoroughly, completely, entirely, stark raving mad? ~ Robert Cameron