She smiled as she poured tea into his cup. “I hope you find your rooms comfortable?”“ Quite.” He took a too-hasty sip of tea and scalded his tongue.“ The view is to your liking?” He had a view of a brick wall. “Indeed.”She fluttered her eyelashes at him over the rim of her teacup. “And the bed. Is it soft and… yielding?” He nearly choked on the bite of cake he’d just taken.“ Or do you prefer a firmer bed?” she asked sweetly. “One that refuses to yield too soon?”“ I think”–he narrowed his eyes at her–“whatever mattress I have on the bed you gave me is perfect. But tell me, my lady, what sort of mattress do you prefer? All soft goose down or one that’s a bit… harder?” It was very fast, but he saw it: Her gaze flashed down to the juncture of his thighs and then up again. If there hadn’t been anything to see there before, there certainly was now.“ Oh, I like a nice stiff mattress, ” she purred. “Well warmed and ready for a long ride. Elizabeth Hoyt
So I am not a broken heart. I am not the weight I lost or miles or ran and I am not the way I slept on my doorstep under the bare sky in smell of tears and whiskey because my apartment was empty and...
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Charlotte Eriksson
What good is the warmth of summer, without the cold of winter to give it sweetness.
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John Steinbeck
Spring passes and one remembers one's innocence. Summer passes and one remembers one's exuberance. Autumn passes and one remembers one's reverence. Winter passes and one remembers one's perseverance.
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Yoko Ono
If we had no winter, the spring would not be so pleasant: if we did not sometimes taste of adversity, prosperity would not be so welcome."]
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Anne Bradstreet
Some winterswill never meltsome summerswill never freezeand some things will only... live in poems.
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Sanober Khan
More Quotes By Elizabeth Hoyt
He had no money or influence here. The clothes on his back were ragged, his moccasins were worn, and he was skeletally thin from lack of food and walking. But he would sail on a ship bound for England even if he had to scrub...
Do you love me Hero?" His pale green eyes were full of torment. "Do you love me like I love you?
Finally he turned his head toward her face and brushed a kiss over her cheek. “I love you and I believe with all my heart that you love me as well. Why can’t you say it, Hero?
... one can't live without falling now and again.
Fear had a tendency to drive away the courtesy of civilization.
