“Choose the one you want," he told her. She giggled as the puppy contorted itself in an effort to lick her hand without rolling off its back. "Oh, you are silly, aren't you? Just the silliest little ..." Her hand… — Alissa Johnson Copy Share Image
“She might ban me from the library." "The marvelous thing about libraries is that their contents can be easily moved.” — Alissa Johnson Copy Share Image
“Regrets are like mistresses," he informed her. "I ..." Her hand dropped from the handle. "What?" "Good men don't have them." She blinked at… — Alissa Johnson Copy Share Image
“Do you mean to stay on at Caldwell?" "For a time," he replied. It took all her courage and determination to meet his eyes.… — Alissa Johnson Copy Share Image
“After Mrs. Culpepper, Max probably knew more about her than any other person in her life. They were the only two people who knew… — Alissa Johnson Copy Share Image
“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… — Alissa Johnson Copy Share Image
“Choose the one you want," he told her. She giggled as the puppy contorted itself in an effort to lick her hand without rolling… — Alissa Johnson Copy Share Image
“Dreams of freedom and country cottages were all well and good, but Anna rather thought that she was nothing, if not practical. She would… — Alissa Johnson Copy Share Image
“Max offered his hand. "One of us needs to take the higher road, sweet." Again, the use of an endearment. What the devil had… — Alissa Johnson Copy Share Image
“The drawing Anna was thinking of wasn't particularly wicked, not so far as drawings in Anover House went. It was a colored sketch of… — Alissa Johnson Copy Share Image
“She's from your world. Your presence might well put her at ease." "We live in the same world, Lucien," Max drawled. "I just know… — Alissa Johnson Copy Share Image
“He'd become so accustomed to having her there, right there next to him, that he found he could no longer go the day without… — Alissa Johnson Copy Share Image
“Much of how a person defined himself was through his interactions with the world. When that world was very small, it probably felt as… — Alissa Johnson Copy Share Image
“Perhaps we might start again?" she suggested. It was never truly possible to start over, of course. One could no more erase the past… — Alissa Johnson Copy Share Image
“He sighed heavily and closed his eyes. "Yes, all right. Call on you tomorrow." "Next week," she reminded him softly. His eyes remained closed… — Alissa Johnson Copy Share Image
“She was fascinated by Max Dane. And not simply because he was handsome, though that detail had not escaped her notice. He seemed such… — Alissa Johnson Copy Share Image
