I've never been convinced that everything in a relationship needs to be talked about. Some things can't be fixed by a conversation — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
Alone-sex didn't count. It's like the difference between thinking to yourself or having a good conversation with someone--the pleasure is in the… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
“I’ll leave you here to finish your, er…conversation.” As he withdrew from the room, however, it seemed that he couldn’t keep from… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
“Before Rohan could reply, a new voice entered the conversation. "What's this?" It was Leo, who had just arisen from bed and… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
Many times in life I've regretted the things I've said without thinking. But I've never regretted the things I said nearly as… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
“Alone-sex didn't count. It's like the difference between thinking to yourself or having a good conversation with someone----the pleasure is in the… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
“Lucy waited patiently, knowing that he did want to talk, or he wouldn't have put on such a performance when he came… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
Our gazes met. It seemed an entire conversation took place in that one glance. Each of us saw what we needed to… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
A good conversation always involves a certain amount of complaining. I like to bond over mutual hatreds and petty grievances. — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
“ I, cruel to Marks ? I'm the one you should worry about. After a conversation with her, I usually walk away… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
I scowled defensively. "My conversations don't usually include the subject of erections." "Too bad," he said. "All the best conversations do. — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
“Pandora launched into a detailed account of her conversation with the hermit crab, reporting that his name was Shelley, after the poet,… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
I realized that my kisses with Dane had become a form of punctuation, the quotations or the hasty dash at the end… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
With all due respect," Christopher muttered, "this conversation is leading nowhere. At least one of you should point out that Beatrix deserves… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
“Beneath the conversations and silences and reconnecting intimacy, I tried to reconcile the adult Hardy had become with the boy I had… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
“It was a popular belief in Victorian society that women, with their mercurial natures and lesser brains, could not have the same quality of… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
“Just don't ask me to stand up with you at the wedding, as I have no desire to be a hypocrite." "No, just an… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
“Why isn't it enough that I'm willing to submit to you?' Poppy asked, her own temper flaring. 'Why must I be eager to lie… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
“Then, as now, there were always girls who were overlooked and ignored by gentlemen who really should have known better.” — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
“You've always been a know-it-all. Well, you're about to find out how much you don't know." "Believe me," I muttered, "I'm the first one… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
One glance and I knew exactly who and what he was. The classic alpha male, the kind who had spurred evolution forward about five… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
I always counsel aspiring novelists that passion is the most important quality for a writer to possess - technique can be taught, but that… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
Sometimes you meet a really nice guy, but no matter how you try, you can’t seem to make yourself want him. But that’s not… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
“Risking a glance at the dignified young man beside her- what was his name?- Mr. Arthurson, Arterton?- Pandora decided to try her hand at… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
“You'll be my wife," he said inexorably. "You want to own me!" she accused, trying to crawl away from him. "Yes." He flung her… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
And then another letter had come from Christopher, so devastating that Amelia wondered how mere scratches of ink on paper could rip someone's soul… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
“You thought I was peculiar,” she said in a muffled voice. His mouth brushed the edge of her ear and settled against her neck.… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
