“Shaking his head as he laid the invitation down on his desk, he leaned back in his chair, put his hands behind his head, and released a bit of a sigh. The sigh was no reflection of his happiness for… — Jen Turano Copy Share
“Have you ever considered the idea that some of our life experiences should be looked upon as stepping stones, needed in order to cross the stream at large, but not meant to be lingered on forever?" "I suppose I've never considered my life experiences in quite that light." "Then I recommend you begin considering them that way, which will open… — Jen Turano Copy Share
“Shaking his head as he laid the invitation down on his desk, he leaned back in his chair, put his hands behind his head, and released a bit of a sigh. The sigh was no reflection of his happiness for the bride-to-be. It was more along the lines of an acknowledgement that even though Miss Griswold had given him exclusive… — Jen Turano Copy Share
“Personally, I believe Sophia was delighted over the whole affair, which just goes to prove that children adore me.” “Because they see you as… — Jen Turano Copy Share Image
“Why, there's just something downright delicious about a gentleman who can handle himself well in a dangerous situaion.” — Jen Turano Copy Share Image
“You were most entertaining,” Zayne replied. “That was unintentional,” Eliza muttered.” — Jen Turano Copy Share Image
“I assure you, sir, I would have noticed if she'd snatched a tiara straight off some lady's head.” — Jen Turano Copy Share Image
“... That's why you're going directly back to the house. The last thing we need is for you to end up in jail again,… — Jen Turano Copy Share Image
“Before we go in here, I should probably warn you about my sisters." "Your sisters come with a warning?” — Jen Turano Copy Share Image
“Hamilton found it difficult to concentrate on what Eliza was saying. Her lips were moving rapidly, but he couldn't actually decipher what the words coming out of her mouth were. It was such a lovely mouth, and he found it quite quirky, given the fact that it could assume different positions with alarming frequency. Like now, it was pursed in… — Jen Turano Copy Share
“Miss Sumner, may I inquire as to why you're lounging on the floor?" Mrs. Watson asked. Miss Sumner uttered something which sounded very much… — Jen Turano Copy Share Image
“She reached the powder room and shut the door behind her, jumping in fright at the sight that met her gaze in the mirror,… — Jen Turano Copy Share Image
