“They had known each other intimately, as husband and wife, countless times, He had held her with tenderness and passion, but never… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
“You were never one to moon over handsome boys, or talk about balls and parties, or dream about your future husband.” “That… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
No marriage stays in the same pattern forever. It is both the best feature of marriage and the worst, that it inevitably… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
“If my wife finds comfort in trite Gispy homilies, I have no objection to your offering them. However, if you ever kiss… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
“Lord St. Vincent sees to it that his wife is dressed like a queen. I'll tell thee summat: if she wanted the… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
“Perhaps, in spite of all she had heard about the ideal of a perfect marriage, there was no such thing. Perhaps every… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
You know," I told him on our wedding night, "I'm just as much me when I'm with you, as I am without… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
“Who should I send for now?” Using the last of his strength, Sebastian managed to drag her hand up to his mouth.… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
Evie," Lillian interupted impatiently, "men expect to be deceived in these matters. They're happiest that way. If one were straightforward with them… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
“Christopher felt a smile -his first genuine smile in a long time- pulling at his lips. "Does Miss Hathaway have many suitors?"… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
You told me you believed marriage was for other people." "You're the only man who could make me believe that it's for… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
Slowly his resistance ebbed. She felt the change in his body, the relaxing of tension, his shoulders curving around her as if… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
The London season is like one of those Drury Lane melodramas in which marriage is always the ending. And no one ever… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
“Marcus's fear that his wife might succumb to childbed fever receded day by day as Lillian returned to her old self, healthy… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
Daisy has a unique spirit. A warm and romantic nature. If she is forced into a loveless marriage, she will be devastated.… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
“Just don't ask me to stand up with you at the wedding, as I have no desire to be a hypocrite." "No,… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
“What did she mean when she said she would lose everything if she married me?" he asked aloud. "Perhaps she's in love… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
“You'll be my wife," he said inexorably. "You want to own me!" she accused, trying to crawl away from him. "Yes." He… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
“Rest,” Logan said. “Both of you.” His caressing gaze moved over his wife and infant daughter. “I'll watch over you.” “Love me?”… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
“St. Vincent. Her husband. He was naked, or at least the upper half of him was. He slept on his stomach, his… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
“Poppy gave him an odd look. “Is there anything the matter?” Nothing. Except that watching his wife eating breakfast was the most… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
“Damn it. I don't know how to be a husband, or father. But since your standards in both areas seem to be… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
A slow smile had curved St. Vincent's lips. 'Wives are a different case altogether. They require a great deal of effort but… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
“Maybe when you're married, you'll have a better idea of what desperate lengths you'll go to...for your sake,I hope not.” — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
“Satisfaction rang in MacPhee's voice."Before God an' these witnesses I declare ye to be married persons. Whom God hath joined let no… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
It might do wonders for your marriage,” Amelia continued. “It’s lovely to talk to your husband after you’ve been to bed together.… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
“Coming to stand by her husband's side, Lara touched his arm tentatively."My lord," she said gratefully. "Thank you for protecting my sister.… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
Marriage would change hardly anything between us, except that we would end our arguments in a much more satisfying way. And of… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
What kind of wedding would you like?" he asked, and stole another kiss before she could reply. "The kind that turns you… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
“It was a popular belief in Victorian society that women, with their mercurial natures and lesser brains, could not have the same quality of… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
“Just don't ask me to stand up with you at the wedding, as I have no desire to be a hypocrite." "No, just an… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
“Why isn't it enough that I'm willing to submit to you?' Poppy asked, her own temper flaring. 'Why must I be eager to lie… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
“Then, as now, there were always girls who were overlooked and ignored by gentlemen who really should have known better.” — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
“You've always been a know-it-all. Well, you're about to find out how much you don't know." "Believe me," I muttered, "I'm the first one… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
One glance and I knew exactly who and what he was. The classic alpha male, the kind who had spurred evolution forward about five… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
I always counsel aspiring novelists that passion is the most important quality for a writer to possess - technique can be taught, but that… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
Sometimes you meet a really nice guy, but no matter how you try, you can’t seem to make yourself want him. But that’s not… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
“Risking a glance at the dignified young man beside her- what was his name?- Mr. Arthurson, Arterton?- Pandora decided to try her hand at… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
“You'll be my wife," he said inexorably. "You want to own me!" she accused, trying to crawl away from him. "Yes." He flung her… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
And then another letter had come from Christopher, so devastating that Amelia wondered how mere scratches of ink on paper could rip someone's soul… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
“You thought I was peculiar,” she said in a muffled voice. His mouth brushed the edge of her ear and settled against her neck.… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
