“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
“But before he left, Matthew drew his wife aside and whispered, “Why do they have holes in their dresses?” “I’m sure there’s… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
It was a confirmation of a connection that already existed. And it was a bond that extended far beyond the borders of… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
“Any man," she muttered, "who wanted to marry into the Hathaway family after this should be shut away in an institution." "Marriage… — 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
“And since Evie's husband, St. Vincent, had decided not to go fishing, Evie said she would rather remain in bed with him.… — 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
“Well-Spirit,” she said conversationally, “since I’ve had such bad luck in finding the kind of husband I always thought I wanted, I’m… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
“You're not a wallflower. But you have my permission to hide in corners, my sweet- so long as you take me with… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
“I don't wish to marry, ever. I like men quite well- at least the ones I've been acquainted with- but I shouldn't… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
I'm not the marrying kind -" St. Vincent snorted. "No man is. Marriage is a female invention. — 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
“Give her a solid, practical name,' I told my wife when the child was born. Jane or Constance or something of the… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
“All husbands are unfaithful in one way or another.” Lillian and Daisy glanced at each other with raised brows. “Father isn’t,” Lillian… — 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
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
“About what?” “Being led around by the nose by your wife.” That drew a wry grin from Hunt, and he shook his… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
“I know. But I hate weddings.” “Because of Darcy?” “Because a wedding is a ceremony where a symbolic virgin surrounded by women… — 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
Weddings are never about the bride and groom, weddings are public platforms for dysfunctional families. — 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
“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
“Annabelle, what happened to you?” Lillian asked the next morning. “You look dreadful. Why aren’t you wearing your riding habit? I thought… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
“Interrupting what promised to be a long spate of fatherly advice, St. Vincent said in a clipped voice, “It’s not a love… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
If you married me,it would be scandalous and innapropriate, and doors would be closed to you." "Good God, woman, I let two… — 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
