“Why did you stay?" He stilled; again, Patience felt the net draw tight, felt paralysis set in as his predator's senses focused… — Stephanie Laurens Copy Share Image
“And remembered—all he'd nearly forgotten, all her wild responses had driven from his mind. This was one seduction he had to, needed… — Stephanie Laurens Copy Share Image
“Patience's breath caught. Her lids fell. Wordlessly, she lifted her face, offering her lips. He took them, took her- as their lips… — Stephanie Laurens Copy Share Image
“Her gaze on Vane, Patience wished she could see his eyes. His expression was unreadable. Shoulders propped against the stone arch, arms… — Stephanie Laurens Copy Share Image
“That's obviously my cue to depart." Patience grinned. "Coward," she whispered, as he passed her chair. A heartbeat later, he'd swung about… — Stephanie Laurens Copy Share Image
“What's your enterprise of choice?" Vane grinned. "Hops." Patience blinked. "Hops?" "A vital ingredient used to flavor and clarify beers. I own… — Stephanie Laurens Copy Share Image
“I've grown sick of the upstairs parlor." The parlor he'd arranged for her. "I'm bored there." Vane glanced at her as he… — Stephanie Laurens Copy Share Image
“That kiss was a revelation- Patience had never imagined a simple kiss could be so bold, so heavily invested with meaning. His… — Stephanie Laurens Copy Share Image
“Patience looked at Vane and saw him dismount- by bringing his leg over the saddlebow and sliding to the ground, landing on… — Stephanie Laurens Copy Share Image
“Are you planning to stay?" He looked down at her. "That," he stated, his voice very low, "depends largely on you." Patience… — Stephanie Laurens Copy Share Image
“Steel shards, his eyes held hers. Breathless, Patience blinked up at him. His face was hard, a warrior's mask. Waves of anger… — Stephanie Laurens Copy Share Image
“You're rather good at this, aren't you?" And she didn't just mean his reading of Gerrard. Vane's grin converted to a rakish… — Stephanie Laurens Copy Share Image
“Gasping desperately, she clenched her hands on his shoulders, fingers sinking deep. His lips firmed, he suckled gently- Patience felt the earth… — Stephanie Laurens Copy Share Image
“With a curt nod, Vane strode in. And stopped dead. Patience was in the hall, waiting- the sight literally stole his breath.… — Stephanie Laurens Copy Share Image
“Patience snuggled closer to the warm wall of his chest. He adjusted his hold; his hands slid about her waist, beneath her… — Stephanie Laurens Copy Share Image
“Vane strolled in. The smile on his face, curving those fascinating lips, was more than enough to make Patience inwardly swear that… — Stephanie Laurens Copy Share Image
“I assume 'elegant gentlemen,' such as you, learn such useful skills very early in life." "Actually, no." Straight-faced, Vane reached for her pins. "Us… — Stephanie Laurens Copy Share Image
“Assault!" he croaked. "The battery might yet follow." The warning- entirely unnecessary from Patience's perspective- came from Vane. One look at his face, as… — Stephanie Laurens Copy Share Image
“then her ladyship, overwhelming in bronze bombazine, regally glided away. Cedric smiled” — Stephanie Laurens Copy Share Image
“So how are the wedding plans progressing?" Richard asked, once they were out of the village. "They aren't." Breckenridge heard his clipped tones, heard… — Stephanie Laurens Copy Share Image
“So," he murmured, his tone deep, "nothing of any moment happened here." Her gaze transfixed by the long strip of linen, Patience tried to… — Stephanie Laurens Copy Share Image
“Why did you stay?" He stilled; again, Patience felt the net draw tight, felt paralysis set in as his predator's senses focused on her.… — Stephanie Laurens Copy Share Image
“She’d been expecting him to do so and had planned her revenge. She tipped forward as he lifted her; the shift in her weight… — Stephanie Laurens Copy Share Image
“Delicate, hauntingly uncertain music floated out of the house. Vane heard it as he walked up from the stables. The lilting strains reached him,… — Stephanie Laurens Copy Share Image
“I've been meaning to ask," Breckenridge said, "jus how you came to topple backward off that rail." He looked at her. "What with one… — Stephanie Laurens Copy Share Image
“You also," he said, lowering his voice, "haven't yet thanked me for saving you from sitting in the flower bed." She didn't even look… — Stephanie Laurens Copy Share Image
“That woman who was her true self saw Lord Sebastian Cynster, Marquess of Earith, as, quite simply, hers.” — Stephanie Laurens Copy Share Image
“Do you ride?" The question was out of his mouth before he'd thought. She glanced at him, surprised by the comment coming out of… — Stephanie Laurens Copy Share Image
