“Risking a glance at the dignified young man beside her- what was his name?- Mr. Arthurson, Arterton?- Pandora decided to try her… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
“If you don't want to have sex, I don't want to talk about our feelings." He scrubbed his hand through his hair,… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
“Come here, Amanda." His voice was a low scrape of sound. "Oh, I can't," she said unsteadily. "I-I think you should go… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
“For the first time in his life, he was beginning to recognize that true passion was not easily satisfied, that there was… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
“As Hardy Cates stood there looking at me, really seeing me for the first time, it felt like the whole world had… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
“Also, I'm too plump. All my dresses are tight." "You look the same as always." "My dress had to be altered last… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
“From the very first time she'd been able to find the chinks in his armor” — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
“Frowning, Lillian stared at her sister's small ivory face, with its intelligent dark eyes and brows that were a shade too strongly… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
“All right, then,” she snapped, “do as you please! Perhaps afterward we could manage a coherent discussion.” Twisting beneath him, she flopped… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
You deserve someone better than me. Someone young and idealistic…someone who can experience things for the first time along with you. I'm… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
“ It's dreadfully awkward, your first time. He'll want to do things involving body parts that really shouldn't be keeping company. Just… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
“For the first time, she enjoyed the freedom of being a thirty-year-old spinster. This was a distinctly compromising situation that no schoolroom… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
“Meeting her was like taking a deep breath for the first time in years,” — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
“And now,” Hunt continued evenly, “you’ve thrown her over to St. Vincent’s sympathetic care. God knows he’ll probably rob her of her… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
“Rhys couldn't help wondering... had he known the first time he'd met Helen that this man was her father, would it have… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
“This was never making love before..not before you.I knew how different it was going to be with you the first time we… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
“Come to see the devil in his lair, have you?" he asked. She came closer, her expression intent and oddly fearless. "You're… — 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
