“Standing at the window overlooking the lawn, Jordan and Alexandra Townsende watched the couple heading toward them. “If you’d asked me to… — Judith McNaught Copy Share Image
“You will help, won’t you?” Dragging his gaze from the doorway, he shook his head as if to clear it. “ Help?… — Judith McNaught Copy Share Image
“At the moment Ormsley looked on the verge of tears as his damp, faded blue eyes roved almost lovingly over Ian’s face.… — Judith McNaught Copy Share Image
“What I want to know is whether or not I can expect a repetition of it, if I were to agree with… — Judith McNaught Copy Share Image
“Lucinda and Mr. Wiley were returning at last, and she ran to Lucinda, hastily stepping around the black horse, who laid his… — Judith McNaught Copy Share Image
“Lost in the stormy kiss, Elizabeth felt her legs gliding down his as he gently lowered her against him until her feet… — Judith McNaught Copy Share Image
“The name is somewhat familiar, but I can’t recall a face to go with it.” Obviously disappointed in her reaction, her uncle… — Judith McNaught Copy Share Image
“Every fop and fool in London has been sniffing after her." Having said that, Jason returned his attention for the report. "Go… — Judith McNaught Copy Share Image
“Elizabeth?” Ian said in a clipped voice. She whirled around, her heart slamming against her ribs, her hand flying to her throat,… — Judith McNaught Copy Share Image
“When a little of his strength returned he moved onto his side, taking her with him, still a part of her. Her… — Judith McNaught Copy Share Image
“Before their chaise drew to a complete halt in front of the house a door was already being flung open, and a… — Judith McNaught Copy Share Image
“She was still standing there several moments later when Ian walked in to invite her to ride with him. “Still trying to… — Judith McNaught Copy Share Image
“They won’t do it, Ian,” Jordan Townsende said the night after Ian was released on his own recognizance. Pacing back and forth… — Judith McNaught Copy Share Image
“Well, what happened to your scruples in the woodcutter’s cottage? You knew I thought you’d already left when I went inside.” “Why… — Judith McNaught Copy Share Image
“Well, now, if we’d known we were going to have such…ah…gra…that is, illustrious company, we’d have-“ “Swept off the chairs?” Lucinda suggested… — Judith McNaught Copy Share Image
“He sent messages to all fifteen of my former suitors, asking if they were still interested in marrying me-“ “Oh, my God,… — Judith McNaught Copy Share Image
“It’s our long absence from the city that makes us so popular,” Jordan joked, tossing chips into the center of the table.… — Judith McNaught Copy Share Image
“In the ensuing two weeks Ian managed to buy back Elizabeth’s emeralds and Havenhurst, but he was unable to find a trace… — Judith McNaught Copy Share Image
“When Lauren returned from lunch there were two dozen breathtakingly gorgeous red roses in a vase on her desk. She removed the… — Judith McNaught Copy Share Image
“Listen to me," Jordan begged urgently, somehow convinced that she would stay alive if she understood how much she meant to him.… — Judith McNaught Copy Share Image
“That miserable son of a bitch!” he bit out between clenched teeth. “After eleven years he’s going to have it his way.… — Judith McNaught Copy Share Image
“His coach drew up before the Duke of Stanhope’s town house, and Ian walked swiftly up the front steps, almost knocking poor… — Judith McNaught Copy Share Image
“Oui,” the lady said in a slightly dazed voice, “but I cannot give you the emerald silk. That has already been selected… — Judith McNaught Copy Share Image
“What did she say?" Lauren breathed. "She told me to check the oil," Nick replied imperturbably. Despite his outward attitude of total… — Judith McNaught Copy Share Image
“I understand that you have an urgent task for me." "I do." "What is it?" "I want you to go to the… — Judith McNaught Copy Share Image
“Who taught you to shoot?” he asked when she was standing beside him. “Our coachman.” “Better the coachman than your brother,” Ian… — Judith McNaught Copy Share Image
“Now, where were we when our conversation had to be abandoned downstairs?” he said when Ian handed the papers back to him.… — Judith McNaught Copy Share Image
“Jake opened one eye and blinked confusedly at the sunlight pouring through the window high above. Disoriented, he rolled over on a… — Judith McNaught Copy Share Image
“This was not the way Ian intended his wedding night should be, and as he removed his clothes by the light of… — Judith McNaught Copy Share Image
“You,” she said, bending an icy eye on Elizabeth, “come with me. You have much to explain, madam, and you can do… — Judith McNaught Copy Share Image
“Ian saw only that the beautiful girl who had daringly come to his defense in a roomful of men, who had kissed… — Judith McNaught Copy Share Image
“When he finally pulled his mouth from hers an eternity later, their breaths were coming in mingled gasps. Feeling almost bereft, Elizabeth… — Judith McNaught Copy Share Image
“That man,” she announced huffily, referring to their host, “can’t put two words together without losing his meaning!” Obviously she’d expected better… — Judith McNaught Copy Share Image
“The waltz was dwindling away, and with a supreme effort he let her go. They talked through the crowd together, smiling politely… — Judith McNaught Copy Share Image
“Elizabeth,” he said with reassuring calm, “I gave you my word you’d be safe if you came today.” Elizabeth briefly closed her… — Judith McNaught Copy Share Image
“If she’d known what a good shot you are,” he whispered past the unfamiliar tightness in his throat, “she’d never have dared.”… — Judith McNaught Copy Share Image
“I have time for only one drink,” Jordan said, glancing at the ormolu clock on the opposite wall. “I’ve promised Alexandra to… — Judith McNaught Copy Share Image
“Normally, Bentner would have beamed approvingly at the pretty portrait the girls made, but this morning, as he put out butter and… — Judith McNaught Copy Share Image
“Elizabeth glanced up as Ian handed her a glass of champagne. “Thank you,” she said, smiling up at him and gesturing to… — Judith McNaught Copy Share Image
“Are-are you leaving?” She saw his shoulders stiffen at the sound of her voice, and when he turned and looked at her,… — Judith McNaught Copy Share Image
“What, may I ask, does your one truck contain if not gowns?” Inspiration struck, and Elizabeth smiled radiantly. “Something of great value. Priceless value,”… — Judith McNaught Copy Share Image
“When she was turning the bacon, he came up behind her, his hands settling on her waist as he peered over her shoulder. “That… — Judith McNaught Copy Share Image
“At five minutes to five,Jim walked into Mary's office, wearing his gray sweater and balancing four pieces of birthday cake on two plates. He… — Judith McNaught Copy Share Image
“To have him look at her as if she was a piece of office equipment whose presence offended him but whom he was obliged… — Judith McNaught Copy Share Image
“Am I to assume the Valerie I was introduced to earlier was the Valerie of our greenhouse notes?” He realized his mistake the instant… — Judith McNaught Copy Share Image
“How ‘bout some coffee?” Jake said as he hurried over to the coffee pot on the stove and filled a mug with the remainder… — Judith McNaught Copy Share Image
“He bowed politely to Hortense, who tipped her head toward the elderly gray-haired lady beside her, who seemed to be dozing, her head drooping… — Judith McNaught Copy Share Image
“He finished his meeting a few minutes later and almost rudely ejected his business acquaintances from his library, then he went in search of… — Judith McNaught Copy Share Image
“When I’m under stress,” he emphasized, sliding the magnificent emerald onto her finger, “I buy everything in sight. It took my last ounce of… — Judith McNaught Copy Share Image
Some people feel love in their hearts, Julie. Some of us feel it all way into our souls. We're the ones who can't forget. — Judith McNaught Copy Share Image
“Lady Thornton, how very good of you to find the time to pay us a social call! Would it be too pushing of me… — Judith McNaught Copy Share Image
“The truth is that I want you. I have always wanted you, and you know that.” “I hate that word,” she burst out, trying… — Judith McNaught Copy Share Image
