“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
I'll join you, sir. You'll need help finding your way about the estate."His lips tightened into a disapproving line. "Begging your pardon,… — Sabrina Jeffries Copy Share Image
“She realized she’d been staring only when he said, his voice lower and huskier, “Who are you looking for?” His words snapped… — Sabrina Jeffries Copy Share Image
“Beneath all his reckless remarks, he is a good man. And he genuinely wants to marry you-after last night at the ball… — Sabrina Jeffries Copy Share Image
“He kept stealing glances at Celia that were filled with longing and perhaps desire. Jackson didn’t like that one bit. When he… — Sabrina Jeffries Copy Share Image
“Mr. Pinter!" He turned to find Lady Celia approaching. "Yes, my lady?" To his surprise, she glanced nervously at the open door… — Sabrina Jeffries Copy Share Image
“Their ride back to Ealing was quiet. She avoided looking at him, while he couldn’t seem to stop looking at her. He… — Sabrina Jeffries Copy Share Image
“She asked about my intentions toward you.” He steadied his nerve to speak words that might hurt her. “I told her there… — Sabrina Jeffries Copy Share Image
“She knew what she had to do.” “Did she? How odd for a pampered lady. Though I’m sure she complained constantly about… — Sabrina Jeffries Copy Share Image
“Oliver reached past her to yank the curtains closed, then moved to sit beside her. She stiffened, but didn’t resist as he… — Sabrina Jeffries Copy Share Image
“Are you hurt? He didn’t hurt you, did he?” “No, miss, just my pride.” He cast her a rueful smile. “Don’t fret… — 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 patted her hand. “But I will settle for an amiable wife.” It was as close to making a declaration of his… — Sabrina Jeffries Copy Share Image
“You have to go rescue Gabe before he does something foolish. Chetwin is here and they’re near to coming to blows over… — 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
“If it’s any consolation,” he murmured, “I had a miserable time last night.” “Good. You deserved to.” She smiled. “Not that I… — Sabrina Jeffries Copy Share Image
“Maria managed to avoid Oliver for most of St. Valentine’s Day. It wasn’t difficult-apparently he spent half of it sleeping off his… — 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
“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
“When Oliver called time a few moments later, she’d beaten them all. But she’d beaten Mr. Pinter by only one bird. “It… — Sabrina Jeffries Copy Share Image
“You’re the only person who doesn’t see the advantage in such a match.” “That’s because I don’t believe in marriages of convenience.… — 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
