“ I didn’t know you were a sherry man. Huh? Qhuinn glanced down at what he’d poured himself. Fuck. In the midst of the self-lecture, he’d picked up the wrong bottle. Oh, you know… I’m good with it. To p… J.R. Ward
“ His lordship preserved his control over himself with a strong effort. After a moment of inward struggle, he said: ‘Drawing the bustle with a vengeance, weren’t you? No, don’t cry! It might have been w… Georgette Heyer
“ One did not drink sherry before the evening, just as one did not read a novel in the morning. Barbara Pym
