“The more I know you, the more I wonder who you are.” He counted off her qualities on his fingers. “You have the accent of a lady. You dress like a peasant. You shoot like a marksman. You view the… — Christina Dodd Copy Share Image
“She glanced over her shoulder at him. “So until the wedding ceremony in your chapel, we’ll be chaste?” Her smile flirted and taunted, and… — Christina Dodd Copy Share Image
I intend to marry Michael, and squander all his money and run his life, and make sure he never again consorts with wicked women… — Christina Dodd Copy Share Image
“Holding her tight against him, he said, "I am the blood in your veins, the marrow in your bones. You'll never go anywhere without… — Christina Dodd Copy Share Image
“I have never seen an unclad male form in my life, and I haven’t suffered for the lack.” “By an extraordinary coincidence, I haven’t… — Christina Dodd Copy Share Image
“Ah, Lord Northcliff, how well you look this afternoon!” “Thank you. I feel well indeed.” Taking Amy’s hand, he held it in both of… — Christina Dodd Copy Share Image
...the pain of the constant, bone-chilling loneliness she'd accustomed herself to. And learned to live with it. — Christina Dodd Copy Share Image
We're lucky." He slipped his hand around her waist and splayed it in the small of her back. "Most couples have only one first… — Christina Dodd Copy Share Image
She wished she hadn't succumbed to irritation. Because she wanted to know about his inner feelings. She always thought people were like pieces of… — Christina Dodd Copy Share Image
“You know, Guinevere Mary, the kind of woman you could be, and I know it, too. And I won’t be satisfied until you are.”… — Christina Dodd Copy Share Image
“That’s the master bedchamber, remember? You’ve been there collecting my underwear.” “That’s right. You’re the swine who sent me on a fool’s errand when… — Christina Dodd Copy Share Image
