“Gabriel didn't need to look back. To see. He trusted his friend. He smiled grimly. And wasn't that the crux?” — Anne Mallory Copy Share Image
“Marietta is good for you, Gabriel. I quite like her. Don't be a fool and let her go." "I can do nothing but let her go, John. Sometimes love can only be given by setting someone free.” — Anne Mallory Copy Share Image
“Yes, I think I like all of those images. I can see your head thrown back and that long, smooth neck exposed to me… — Anne Mallory Copy Share Image
“She leaned down, a fraction closer, and for some reason unknown to man, he lifted his head the tiniest bit. Enough so she could… — Anne Mallory Copy Share Image
“Good morning.” His lips quirked. “I nearly expired from old age, waiting to see if you would actually knock on the damn thing. My… — Anne Mallory Copy Share Image
“Trant's deep need to climb ever upward, crushing anyone in his path, the qualities, while making Trant an interesting associate at times, at others… — Anne Mallory Copy Share Image
“How do you define difficult?” “By your presence.” She grinned fully, delighted to feel the tension dissipate. “Now you are just flattering me for… — Anne Mallory Copy Share Image
“He slowly smiled. 'Good. We'll start with the basics.' Her mind went blank. 'Basics?' 'Of kissing. Most people aren't good at kissing right from… — Anne Mallory Copy Share Image
Sometimes one appears to have more freedom than one actually possesses. It is easy to see what one wishes to see. — Anne Mallory Copy Share Image
“Yes. She got into a right state when she realized no one could read them, though. She's setting up some sort of literacy curse.… — Anne Mallory Copy Share Image
“Oh!” This was said brightly, as if she was happy he had noticed. “I decided I needed my own workspace, instead of constantly infringing… — Anne Mallory Copy Share Image
“Now,' [her father] barked. She stiffly followed, still fully dressed in the elaborate navy-and-white gown she had worn all evening. It was hard not… — Anne Mallory Copy Share Image
![“Now,' [her father] barked. She stiffly followed, still fully dressed in the elaborate navy-and-white gown she had worn all evening. It was hard not to feel as if the bare walls and surfaces she passed had been bled, leeched, into the cloth encasing her. Stripped paint and sacrificed heirlooms…” quote by Anne Mallory](https://sms4smile.com/quotes/img-quotes/eb7/anne-mallory-9907_gown_now-her-father-barked-she-stiffly-follow_774145.jpg)
