One good thing that comes from living the nomadic life demanded by an expedition is that one sheds the fake skin donned… — Karen Hawkins Copy Share Image
“I plan on flirting shamelessly, so it's a good thing you'll be up here." "Flirt?" "Naturally, I have to distract him while… — Karen Hawkins Copy Share Image
“You learn a lot about a person by the way he plays cards." Then it was a good thing no one had… — Karen Hawkins Copy Share Image
“Well, it is a good thing he died young. Most men don’t have the good sense to know when to quit this… — Karen Hawkins Copy Share Image
I need a bath." He chuckled. "You smell of smoke, as do I." The duke turned, leaning heavily on his cane. "Jameson, open the… — Karen Hawkins Copy Share Image
Once ye made up yer mind to do somethin', 'tis better t'stumble o'er the small hillock of jump-ahead than t'bash yer head on the… — Karen Hawkins Copy Share Image
“Nonsense. One day, the right man will come along, and you’ll change your mind.” Harriet wasn’t so sure. In all her twenty-four years, she’d… — Karen Hawkins Copy Share Image
“I invited Miss MacFarlane because I could see that there was something between the two of you." "Something that I longed to avoid." Fiona… — Karen Hawkins Copy Share Image
“In order to understand something really and truly well, you must know where it came from. There is no other way to appreciate its… — Karen Hawkins Copy Share Image
“Did you bring money with you, or shall we play for markers?" She flipped the stack of cards to the table with a professional… — Karen Hawkins Copy Share Image
“I wish we hadn’t kissed at all,” he snapped. “So do I, but we can’t unkiss, so we must deal with it as best… — Karen Hawkins Copy Share Image
“It near broke my heart to treat such a good piece of meat in such a way." "Aye," Red said with feeling. "I watched… — Karen Hawkins Copy Share Image
“It is not enough to simply remove temptation. We must beat it away, burn it, suppress it, combat it with as much ruthless intent… — Karen Hawkins Copy Share Image
“Stop that! What were you doing, perched on the window ledge like a big chicken?" Despite his aches and irritations, he couldn't help but… — Karen Hawkins Copy Share Image
