“Gideon went still. All his pleasure at having her there abruptly vanished. His mother? Silas had told her about his mother? That… — Sabrina Jeffries Copy Share Image
She didn't want to think about how wrong this was or how foolish it was to give herself to a known seducer.… — Sabrina Jeffries Copy Share Image
“Mother nature is a fickle and forgetful bitch," she snapped. "She needs a helping hand and I am trying to hurry her… — Sabrina Jeffries Copy Share Image
“He strode forward, heedless of the murmuring that began among the women when they saw him. Then Sara turned, and her gaze… — Sabrina Jeffries Copy Share Image
“And how is the expectant mother? You mustn't tax yourself, you know.I don't want my nephew born early enough to raise eyebrows."… — Sabrina Jeffries Copy Share Image
“If you’ve learned anything from your parents, it ought to be this—love works only when it’s mutual. Otherwise, eventually it becomes exactly… — Sabrina Jeffries Copy Share Image
“It’s no wonder your grandmother despairs of you. God only knows what a trial you are to your poor parents.” The humor… — Sabrina Jeffries Copy Share Image
“Ah. Better and better. “So you’re here virtually alone, with no money, despite your claim to have a rich father and a… — Sabrina Jeffries Copy Share Image
“Wait, were you eavesdropping on my conversation with the duke? That's very rude." "Is it? Half of the plays in the world contain eavesdropping.… — Sabrina Jeffries Copy Share Image
“I merely don't like drafts, or servants falling and breaking their ankles, making them incapable of serving me." "I understand completely." Her gaze held… — Sabrina Jeffries Copy Share Image
“So, Byrne, did you and Christabel get lost on the way down? Perhaps we should send you a floor plan for next time. The… — Sabrina Jeffries Copy Share Image
“I wish you'd tell the truth, but since I know that isn't preferable--" "The truth is always preferable, my dear. It's just not always… — Sabrina Jeffries Copy Share Image
The man is always the last to know when Cupid has struck him -Anonymous, Memoirs of a Mistress — Sabrina Jeffries Copy Share Image
“Listen carefully, and don’t panic.” With his eyes still on that wretched spot behind her, he slid his right hand slowly to the hilt… — Sabrina Jeffries Copy Share Image
“It’s wonderful,” he choked out. “Absolutely wonderful.” He smoothed his hand over her belly. “I can’t imagine anything better than having a child with… — Sabrina Jeffries Copy Share Image
The best time to write is when your life is in the toilet. Writing offers an escape from your problems, so if you force… — Sabrina Jeffries Copy Share Image
“That’s all she cared about—protecting her brother, who was probably some fop with a lame sword hand and a fear of pistols!” — Sabrina Jeffries Copy Share Image
“You won’t try to kiss me again?” “Given your method for handling that problem? No. I don’t particularly like pain.” — Sabrina Jeffries Copy Share Image
“Suddenly he spotted Gran deep in conversation with Kitty’s closest friend, and relief coursed through him. Gran would squelch the tale at once. And… — Sabrina Jeffries Copy Share Image
“Then he happened to glance at the viscount, and his blood stilled. The viscount’s eyes followed Celia’s every move, and his finger kept stroking… — Sabrina Jeffries Copy Share Image
