“How do you manage to make me feel like this?' he asked her in a low, thickened voice. 'You give me nothing, absolutely nothing, yet I can't stop wanting you.' His hand reached out, almost pleadingly, to touch her arm.… — Charlotte Lamb Copy Share Image
“How do you manage to make me feel like this?' he asked her in a low, thickened voice. 'You give me nothing, absolutely nothing,… — Charlotte Lamb Copy Share Image
I wish you wouldn't walk in and out of my mind as though it was a railway station! — Charlotte Lamb Copy Share Image
When one is innocent of pain, of the havoc it can wreak, one is never cruel. Cruelty is born of pain, of a need… — Charlotte Lamb Copy Share Image
“When men learnt to talk in the beginning of the civilised word they used language not as a means of communication alone but as… — Charlotte Lamb Copy Share Image
“Maybe our marriage is bound to be a fight, but it will have its compensations. Fights that end in bed have their own singular… — Charlotte Lamb Copy Share Image
“I wonder if your mother was frightened by Peter Pan before you were born?” — Charlotte Lamb Copy Share Image
People should always mind their own business. More trouble is caused in this world by interference than any other single thing. — Charlotte Lamb Copy Share Image
“You are as ordinary as spring,' he murmured. 'As powerless as sunlight.' He ran his fingertips down her neck. 'And when I touch you,… — Charlotte Lamb Copy Share Image
“I don't care much for diamonds,' Nicola had told him. 'Have you ever been offered any?' he had asked, and he had been making… — Charlotte Lamb Copy Share Image
