“He pulled back, staring at her in the dim carriage, his brows still knit. "Megs?" Oh, right. She still hadn't told him.… — Elizabeth Hoyt Copy Share Image
“She took his length gently between her hands, her arms resting on his thighs, and looked up into his face. “I’m very,… — Elizabeth Hoyt Copy Share Image
“I love you,” she said, speaking clearly so that there might be no confusion. “I love you utterly and completely. I love… — Elizabeth Hoyt Copy Share Image
“No one could hear them over the carriage wheels, yet somehow it felt right to whisper. His eyes dropped to her gaping… — Elizabeth Hoyt Copy Share Image
“I love you, Godric St. John, and now I'm breaking my word. I will not leave you. You may either come with… — Elizabeth Hoyt Copy Share Image
