“Oliver had been kind to her in many respects. He'd kept his word and hired Mr. Pinter. He'd offered to buy her… — Sabrina Jeffries Copy Share Image
“At the sound of the heavy knob turning, he cursed under his breath. She was coming in, damn it! To stop Maria… — sabrina jeffries Copy Share Image
“The sight of the duke taking liberties had made something boil up inside Jackson that he couldn't suppress. He'd uncharacteristically acted on… — Sabrina Jeffries Copy Share Image
“She knew what she had to do.” “Did she? How odd for a pampered lady. Though I’m sure she complained constantly about… — Sabrina Jeffries Copy Share Image
“No,” she whispered. “No more.” His breath came hot and heavy against her ear as his arm crept back around her waist.… — 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… — Sabrina Jeffries Copy Share Image
“Though I’m surprised that you read novels.” “I do have other interests than shooting, you know.” “I never said otherwise.” “But you… — Sabrina Jeffries Copy Share Image
“Manton told me I was one of the first to have it.” “ One of the first,” Jackson emphasized. “It appears Lady… — Sabrina Jeffries Copy Share Image
“Anyone can tell that Freddy is no thief.” “She’s right about that,” the dull-witted Freddy put in helpfully. “I’ve got two left… — Sabrina Jeffries Copy Share Image
“He tore his mouth from her eager lips to whisper, “Juliet…ah, sweeting…” Only he had ever called her sweeting. “Morgan…” she whispered… — 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
