“You might consider letting us go and minding your own business...or else I shall be forced to stomp on your foot, sir." "My lord," he corrected, sounding amused at her threat. "Daniel, Lord Woodrow.” — Lynsay Sands Copy Share Image
Certainly, it is. Love is love, and loss is loss. We all love, and we all die, and everyone suffers the pain of grieving.… — Lynsay Sands Copy Share Image
“How the devil did he get himself caught?" "By being no brighter than you," Suzette snapped before her father could answer. "God, you are… — Lynsay Sands Copy Share Image
“Leigh mentioned that you’re a vet in Winnipeg, here to take some courses to update your skills?” “Yes.” Valerie grimaced. “That was the idea,… — Lynsay Sands Copy Share Image
“Because he is good and kind,” she explained softly, then went on. “Because he treats me like a princess. Because he makes me laugh. Because he makes me happy. Because he took the trouble to read to me when I could not read to myself. Because he fed me and gave me wine when I could not eat or drink… — Lynsay Sands Copy Share
“Well you know who's whereabouts is rather important to me," Richard said stiffly. and then pointed out, "And I wouldn't have had to wake you from a dead slumber to find out where he is if you hadn't left without me last night." Daniel dropped into the nearest seat with disgust. You know who was George, of course. They had… — Lynsay Sands Copy Share
“His thoughts died as Anders’s brain caught and held on to one particular sentence that had run through his mind. God, he loved this woman? Breaking their kiss, he lifted his head and stared down into her sweet face. She was like a ray of sunshine. Golden hair, porcelain skin, bright green eyes, luscious red lips. She was as beautiful… — Lynsay Sands Copy Share
I'm starved." -Juli "How can you be starved? You just ate a huge bowl of popcorn." -Elspeth "Popcorn isn't food, it's popcorn." -Vicki — Lynsay Sands Copy Share
“Have you talked to her?" "What would you have had me say Bastien? Oh, I'm sorry Inez. I didn't mean to bite you, my… — Lynsay Sands Copy Share Image
“He had turned her on her side and was cleaning her wound when she regained consciousness and cried out in pain. Anders automatically slipped into her thoughts to soothe her so he could finish his work unhindered. And failed. Eyes widening with surprise, he peered at the woman more closely, noting that she had a pretty face under all that… — Lynsay Sands Copy Share
Intelligent people know they are intelligent. They also know that one person cannot know all, hence a person is not stupid simply because he is ignorant of one thing or another. They know that, to another intelligent person, they will not appear stupid in asking for an explanation of what they do not know, and so their ignorance on any… — Lynsay Sands Copy Share
“Were you hurt? Is anything broken?” “Nay.” She signed wryly. “But the snow went up me skirts so far me arse is a block… — Lynsay Sands Copy Share Image
“Okay," Christian said with a great show at maintaining his patience. "So you can't dance. But you could at least talk to the woman." Julius frowned and avoided his gaze. "I am talking." "You aren't," Christian insisted. "You haven't said more than a handful of words." Scowling, he admitted, "I'm practicing in my head." Christian blinked at this. "Practicing?" "Well,… — Lynsay Sands Copy Share
