“I thought you'd be halfway to Tokyo by now,” she said, stalling. “Not without you.” Oh, man, she was so screwed. He… — Anne Stuart Copy Share Image
“And then he saw the tears begin to slide down her bruised face. “How badly are you hurt?” He should have checked… — Anne Stuart Copy Share Image
“He turned back, and there was an odd light in his eyes. “Did I ever tell you that I can't live without… — Anne Stuart Copy Share Image
“I don't love you,” he said. And he pulled her into his arms and kissed her, a kiss of passion and desperation,… — Anne Stuart Copy Share Image
“Where is the motorcycle?” “I ditched it. Someone will find it sooner or later and return it to the rental company.” “Not… — Anne Stuart Copy Share Image
Lord save us, first you have a heart, now you have a god? Will wonders never cease? — Anne Stuart Copy Share Image
“You know as well as I do, damn you. Like it or not I seem to have grown a heart. I have absolutely no… — Anne Stuart Copy Share Image
“Bring mademoiselle a chair. She looks weary." "No!" she said. "I have no interest in conversing with you, Monsieur le Comte. I simply need… — Anne Stuart Copy Share Image
“Jilly looked at it with a sinking heart. It was difficult enough when the exotic, undeniably gorgeous creature of her fantasies had turned out… — Anne Stuart Copy Share Image
Jesus, woman!" he snapped. "When did we have to become Romeo and Juliet? — Anne Stuart Copy Share Image
“What are you doing, Alys?" He'd turned to watch her, and his expression was disbelieving. She'd emerged from the winding staircase to stand in… — Anne Stuart Copy Share Image
She raised her head finally. He looked the same, but then, he always did. She'd seem him kill twice, and he betrayed no reaction… — Anne Stuart Copy Share Image
“Stop it," she said. "Stop what?" Her eyes flew open, filled with rage and betrayal. "Stop pretending. You made your point this morning—you don't… — Anne Stuart Copy Share Image
“And there was nothing left between them but love, neither pure nor simple, but love it was.” — Anne Stuart Copy Share Image
“I thought you were the docile one," he murmured. "Yes, my lord," she said meekly. "Compared to my sister, my lord." "And you're the… — Anne Stuart Copy Share Image
“And what if I think you're doing this out of misguided sense of decency?" "Oh, any sense of decency I possess is most definitely… — Anne Stuart Copy Share Image
“One of the footmen appeared, with Willis, his servant from a lifetime ago, on the other side of what was undoubtedly female and undoubtedly… — Anne Stuart Copy Share Image
