“He cupped the back of her head with one large hand and kissed her, slowly, sweetly, as if he were courting her again. When he pulled away, he wasn’t surprised to find the tears that had stood unshed in her… — Deanna Raybourn Copy Share Image
“I never thought to meet a true romantic in the wilds of Africa of all places.” Ryder gestured expansively. “Why not? Africa is the… — Deanna Raybourn Copy Share
I hesitated for all the right reasons. And I accepted for all the wrong ones. — Deanna Raybourn Copy Share
“He slid his arms around her. “Is that how you fixed us together? Magic potions in my evening whisky?” She put her hands into… — Deanna Raybourn Copy Share
“I can bear anything as long as I can have a bit of a laugh,” she told herself as she hurried down the street.… — Deanna Raybourn Copy Share
One is not born English without knowing how to converse easily about the weather. — Deanna Raybourn Copy Share
“Men, I had often observed, were never happier than when they believed they were imparting wisdom.” — Deanna Raybourn Copy Share
“I think people are much the same wherever you go. Some of them good, some of them clever, and some of them with the… — Deanna Raybourn Copy Share
“Brisbane put one in mind of wolves and lithe jungle cats, while Edward conjured images of seraphim and slim young saints. It required an… — Deanna Raybourn Copy Share
“I had a vision of you, the first time I stepped into Grey House, the night Edward died. That was why I kept staring… — Deanna Raybourn Copy Share
If you were a man, your ladyship, I would cordially horsewhip you for that remark. — Deanna Raybourn Copy Share
“Africa is a land of dreams and memories. It is rifts of remembrance stitched together with the sighs of time.” — Deanna Raybourn Copy Share
“My face grew hot. "We were discussing the investigation," I told him quickly. "He was here a quarter of an hour at the most."… — Deanna Raybourn Copy Share
“Yo no he dicho eso. Tiene usted el don de sacar el peor significado posible de mis palabras. Nicholas Brisbane” — Deanna Raybourn Copy Share
I am sorry " I murmured. "I know. I ought not to have threatened to beat you " he returned. He pressed a kiss… — Deanna Raybourn Copy Share
