historical-romance

Enya assessed him like a woman would a piece of fine cloth. "Rugged land for a rugged man.

There was no mistake," he said. "You freely gave me a kiss because I kept silent about supposed engagement."Well, you could have been more gentlemanly about it," she said with a sniff."If I'd been gentlemanly, you wouldn't have enjoyed it half as much.

You are intelligent, you are diplomatic, you are beautiful, and you are and always will be...[he kisses her]...MINE...

He kept pushing her, expecting for her to break. Fearing it. But he was the one who splintered apart. He was the one who broke.

... not within my memory.""All 300 years of it?"That comment earned her a frown."My apologies," she amended lightly. "I supposed I should not tease you about being so old.""Nay, feel free."His slow smile flashed in the moonlight."I would be happy to prove to you that I possess all the prowess and stamina of a man of 30. Mayhap I should demonstrate.

We shall not be indiscreet here in the broad light of day,_ she said, but she__ left a question in the words when she__ intended a stern admonition.He smiled down at her. __omeday, Gillian, I will have you writhing and moaning in the broad light of day. Outdoors even.___ou__ get leaves in my hair._ She could afford the humor, because he was behaving.__mong other places, but then I__ help you remove them.

I was shy,_ said six-foot-one of bashful male. He grunted as a sharp, feminine elbow thudded inconspicuously into his side.

Aye, we are. Ye told me that ye loved me, and that this is where ye wished to be. I told ye that I wished for ye to remain here with me. I offered a betrothal, if ye__l recall, when ye were ready. But I neglected to tell ye the most important thing before our passions overtook us yesterday. I love ye, too, Aileana. I never want to lose ye again. I want ye beside me, always.

This was now officially the most inane conversation in which Griff had ever been a participant__nd that included a drunken debate with Del over ostrich racing.__he color isn__ too awful?_ She twisted a fold of the skirt. __he draper called it __ewy petal,_ but your mother said the shade was more of a __rosted berry._ What do you say?_____ a man, Simms. Unless we__e discussing nipples, I don__ see the value in these distinctions.

Let me have you in the most intimate ofways, let me give you a part of myself that no other man may touch.Make me yours forever.

I would be anyone if only I could be with you.

They should put their clothes on if they could find them which might be difficult in the darkness.He decided that could wait until dawn.

Sparhawk had fallen into a nest of pirates.

Simm watched the hanging with disgust. Why would the young man pretend to be a spy when he had no skills and no natural ability? As far as he could tell there had been no secret inks, no codes, and little effort to keep his movements secret. Maybe the world was better off without such fools; fledglings who fell out of the sky only to die on the ground.

I__e told you before, ma chérie, love is not about submission. It is the willingness to give of yourself. That is a great power and gift, if you allow yourself to wield it.

How had things gone so terribly wrong? She wasn't supposed to be returning to Murdoch House in defeat, and she most certainly was not supposed to be returning alone.Lilly should be there. And Gideon. High-handed, muleheaded, wonderful Gideon. She'd never admitted it, not even to herself, but a part of her had expected him to come back to Murdoch House with her. Or perhaps it was more accurate to say that no part of her had been able to imagine going back without him.

I've tried to deny it even to myself...My heart and soul are filled with you.

I have never paid for fornication, and I don't intend to begin with you. When you come to me, and come to me you shall, you shall do so of your own accord and wholly free of all commerce and custom.