She turned to him with wide, shocked eyes. "Why did he.." His lips twitched. No coarse language in front of the infants limited the ability to discuss the fountain of baby piss that had just arced halfway across the room. " Twasn't you, darling. It's one of their favorite bath-time games. " Something about the cool air on their naked..berries, " he substituted at the last second.. " Do I have piddle in my hair?" she whispered, her eyes sparkling with laughter above her flushed cheeks. " Not much, " he assured her with a straight face. "You look almost becoming.".. " Decades from now, when our children ask how I fell in love with their mother, I'll say 'twas her sweet, gentle compliments during bath-time, and her fleetness of foot whilst dodging a flow of --- . Erica Ridley
And if you ever - and I do mean ever - try to leave me, I’m goin’ with you.
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Catherine Anderson
..he wanted her. And at another time, as another man, he would have her. Without hesitation. As lover.. . as more.
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Sarah MacLean
Annabelle gave him a chiding smile. “If you’re implying that I’m spoiled, I assure you that I am not.”“ You should be.” His warm gaze slid over her pink-tinted face and slender upper body, then sought hers again. There was a note in his voice...
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Lisa Kleypas
Where are we going?” Annabelle asked, resisting his hold on her wrist.“ To the house. If they’re not willing to be witnesses, then it seems I’ll have to debauch you in front of someone else.
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Lisa Kleypas
I’ve never heard of a man being so eager to confess to the parent of a girl he’s just ruined
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Lisa Kleypas
More Quotes By Erica Ridley
Masquerades are frivolous, scandalous–” “Scandalous?” “People in costume lose their minds completely. The ‘ladies, ’ if there are any, have been known to be free with their favors and dampen their gowns to make them more transparent–” “I did bring a bowl of water, in...
Every morning, " he said softly, his breath caressing her cheek. "You were my only thought." He tilted closer. "Every night, you were my only thought." His lips brushed her cheekbone. "Every moment of every day, you were my only thought.
I may be dead inside, but I'm more than alive enough for you." He gripped her chin and covered her mouth with his.
He tasted like Edmund, smelled like Edmund, felt like second chances. He kissed her as if she were as indispensable as air. As though his every heartbeat belonged as much to her as it did to him.
She turned to him with wide, shocked eyes. "Why did he.." His lips twitched. No coarse language in front of the infants limited the ability to discuss the fountain of baby piss that had just arced halfway across the room. " Twasn't you, darling. It's...
