“Celia froze. She couldn't believe it-Proper Pinter was kissing her. Hard, boldly, with more feeling than the duke. Good heavens. Stung by… — Sabrina Jeffries Copy Share Image
“This was certainly a fitting end to Valentine’s Day.” She slanted him a glance. “Tell me, was it really just chance that… — Sabrina Jeffries Copy Share Image
“Then he happened to glance at the viscount, and his blood stilled. The viscount’s eyes followed Celia’s every move, and his finger… — Sabrina Jeffries Copy Share Image
“But she doesn’t love him.” Mrs. Plumtree cast him a searching glance. “How do you know?” Because she spent the afternoon in… — Sabrina Jeffries Copy Share Image
“She planted her hands on her hips. “And what if I bag the most birds?” “Then you get to shoot whomever you… — Sabrina Jeffries Copy Share Image
“I can only imagine the sort of havoc Oliver must have wreaked as a boy.” Oliver handed Minerva in, then climbed in… — Sabrina Jeffries Copy Share Image
“Looks like you’ve been busy,” he said as he set down the pail to survey the room. “You found water!” “There was… — Sabrina Jeffries Copy Share Image
“Now, then,” he said, returning to the head of the table, “I think you should know that Gran’s original requirement is still… — Sabrina Jeffries Copy Share Image
“Because you deserve a duke, damn it!” A troubled expression furrowed his brow. “You deserve a man who can give you the… — Sabrina Jeffries Copy Share Image
“No,” she whispered. “No more.” His breath came hot and heavy against her ear as his arm crept back around her waist.… — Sabrina Jeffries Copy Share Image
“He strode forward, heedless of the murmuring that began among the women when they saw him. Then Sara turned, and her gaze… — Sabrina Jeffries Copy Share Image
“Though I’m surprised that you read novels.” “I do have other interests than shooting, you know.” “I never said otherwise.” “But you… — Sabrina Jeffries Copy Share Image
“Did he suggest taking you for a walk in the moonlight?" "How did you know?" Virginia sighed. "That's what he does. I… — Sabrina Jeffries Copy Share Image
“You are too kind, my lady. Indeed, you are the most amiable Englishwoman I have ever met." She laughed. The viscount was… — Sabrina Jeffries Copy Share Image
“She should let one of the gentlemen with their little wager and steal a kiss. That would help her cause far more… — Sabrina Jeffries Copy Share Image
“And how is the expectant mother? You mustn't tax yourself, you know.I don't want my nephew born early enough to raise eyebrows."… — Sabrina Jeffries Copy Share Image
“I can’t believe you know so little about firearms.” “I can’t believe you know so much,” Devonmont countered. “Never seen a woman… — Sabrina Jeffries Copy Share Image
“Must you say things like that in public, for God's sake?" "What do you mean?" He lowered his voice to a hiss.… — Sabrina Jeffries Copy Share Image
“Aren’t you still worried Gran will cut me off, and you’ll be saddled with a spoiled wife and not enough money to… — Sabrina Jeffries Copy Share Image
“What you think you are inside doesn’t matter, Morgan.” She hastened over to sit beside him. “In the end, it’s what a… — Sabrina Jeffries Copy Share Image
“Oliver’s voice said from the window, “It’s about time you returned.” Startled, she dropped the pies. Despite the shadows beneath his eyes,… — Sabrina Jeffries Copy Share Image
“Forgive me,” he said tightly. “That was uncalled for.” “It certainly was,” Maria said. “She was saying nice things about you.” His… — Sabrina Jeffries Copy Share Image
“But as the evening wore on and he was forced to watch Maria dance with a succession of young and handsome gentlemen,… — Sabrina Jeffries Copy Share Image
“You were never as much to blame as you thought,” she told him softly. A brief smile touched his lips. “That’s what… — Sabrina Jeffries Copy Share Image
“Hetty was awakened from a doze in a chair by the sound of a door opening. She was about to make herself… — Sabrina Jeffries Copy Share Image
“We have a deal.” “The hell you do!” Maria cried out, dashing into the room. She barely noticed that the others stayed… — Sabrina Jeffries Copy Share Image
“You sound like Gran.” “I don’t mind. I’m beginning to like her.” “I like her, too-when she’s not plaguing the hell out… — Sabrina Jeffries Copy Share Image
“I’ve imagined you like this…many times…naked, sharing my bed,” he rasped, the fervent words warming her, making her relax. “You have no… — Sabrina Jeffries Copy Share Image
“As you wish. But I felt several personal items here while I was a guest at the house party, so if you… — Sabrina Jeffries Copy Share Image
“The sight of the duke taking liberties had made something boil up inside Jackson that he couldn't suppress. He'd uncharacteristically acted on… — Sabrina Jeffries Copy Share Image
“You look like a goddess,” he murmured as he raked his eyes down her form. And she melted into a puddle. “Thank… — Sabrina Jeffries Copy Share Image
“You see, Lady Celia?" he said in his harsh rasp. "A man can do anything he wants if he has a woman… — Sabrina Jeffries Copy Share Image
“Speaking of shooting, my lady,” Mr. Pinter said as he came around the table, “I looked over your pistol as you requested.… — Sabrina Jeffries Copy Share Image
“You may find this hard to believe, Mr. Pinter," she went on defensively, "but some men enjoy my company. They consider me… — Sabrina Jeffries Copy Share Image
“Shall we, my lady?" "You go on," she said coolly. "I need to speak to Mr. Pinter alone." Glancing from her to… — Sabrina Jeffries Copy Share Image
“You know, Silas shouldn’t have something so indecent like this lying about,” Ann said. “One of the children might see it.” She… — Sabrina Jeffries Copy Share Image
“Good God, Miss Butterfield,” Lord Jarret said. “Don’t tell me you read Minerva’s Gothic horrors.” “They’re not Gothic horrors!” Maria protested. “They’re… — Sabrina Jeffries Copy Share Image
“I’m the first man you saw today,” he pointed out, “so I’m officially your valentine.” She let out a harsh laugh. “Because… — Sabrina Jeffries Copy Share Image
“Ah yes," Gabe said, "Pinter is ever the gallant when it comes to the ladies. He wouldn't risk leaving us alone with… — Sabrina Jeffries Copy Share Image
“If I had other choices, I would have presented them," she snapped. "But if you know of some eligible gentleman you can… — Sabrina Jeffries Copy Share Image
“Wait, were you eavesdropping on my conversation with the duke? That's very rude." "Is it? Half of the plays in the world contain eavesdropping.… — Sabrina Jeffries Copy Share Image
“I merely don't like drafts, or servants falling and breaking their ankles, making them incapable of serving me." "I understand completely." Her gaze held… — Sabrina Jeffries Copy Share Image
“So, Byrne, did you and Christabel get lost on the way down? Perhaps we should send you a floor plan for next time. The… — Sabrina Jeffries Copy Share Image
“I wish you'd tell the truth, but since I know that isn't preferable--" "The truth is always preferable, my dear. It's just not always… — Sabrina Jeffries Copy Share Image
The man is always the last to know when Cupid has struck him -Anonymous, Memoirs of a Mistress — Sabrina Jeffries Copy Share Image
“Listen carefully, and don’t panic.” With his eyes still on that wretched spot behind her, he slid his right hand slowly to the hilt… — Sabrina Jeffries Copy Share Image
“It’s wonderful,” he choked out. “Absolutely wonderful.” He smoothed his hand over her belly. “I can’t imagine anything better than having a child with… — Sabrina Jeffries Copy Share Image
The best time to write is when your life is in the toilet. Writing offers an escape from your problems, so if you force… — Sabrina Jeffries Copy Share Image
“That’s all she cared about—protecting her brother, who was probably some fop with a lame sword hand and a fear of pistols!” — Sabrina Jeffries Copy Share Image
“You won’t try to kiss me again?” “Given your method for handling that problem? No. I don’t particularly like pain.” — Sabrina Jeffries Copy Share Image
“Suddenly he spotted Gran deep in conversation with Kitty’s closest friend, and relief coursed through him. Gran would squelch the tale at once. And… — Sabrina Jeffries Copy Share Image
“Then he happened to glance at the viscount, and his blood stilled. The viscount’s eyes followed Celia’s every move, and his finger kept stroking… — Sabrina Jeffries Copy Share Image
