Susan Wiggs Quote

You mustn’t touch me. Very slowly, he lowered his hand. You need to be touched, Caitlin MacBride. You need it very badly. She girded herself with denial. Even if it were so, I would not need it from an Englishman. Think again, my love. We’re easy with one another despite our differences. Remember our first meeting—the shock of it, the knowing? We could be good for each other. And when, pray, has an Englishman ever been good for Ireland? A lazy grin spread over his face. Even I know that, Caitlin. St. Patrick himself was English born, was he not? But he had the heart of Eireann. So might I, Caitlin MacBride. So might I.