“There. That is the answer to this riddle. The promises I can make, and the one I can't. Gwen. I will never… — Meredith Duran Copy Share Image
“and I said, 'That is why you don't climb mountains, Gwen.' But now I wonder. You aren't afraid of heights." "No", she… — Meredith Duran Copy Share Image
“For God's sake, Gwen," he said gently. "What matter that I love you. That's not the bit that's always been missing." Her… — Meredith Duran Copy Share Image
“No, thank you. I prefer my liquor cold.' 'Right. Or in a pipe, I suppose.' Phin's brow lifted. 'What a clumsy way to drink… — Meredith Duran Copy Share Image
“Miss Masters was not content with threatening to hire away his staff, oh no. First, she had to perfume it.” — Meredith Duran Copy Share Image
“Her face turned to the window, and he saw her swallow. She was not as calm as she appeared, but for some reason, it… — Meredith Duran Copy Share Image
“the kiss he gave her when he pulled her head down was slow and deep, a leisurely address that reached into her like the… — Meredith Duran Copy Share Image
“She had told the truth: she did not like to dance. Men assumed that a spinster wanted for excitement. Dried-up. They made a point… — Meredith Duran Copy Share Image
“Here was a new lesson for her, then: it was possible to behave like an utter goose in front of a man, and then… — Meredith Duran Copy Share Image
“She wished he could make her somehow indelibly his; that they were still children so they could cut their fingers and mingle their blood… — Meredith Duran Copy Share Image
“Surely this is what death would be like: nothingness, oblivion, as the world continued to turn, heedless of her absence.” — Meredith Duran Copy Share Image
“The cat's tail was straying into her face again; she was forced to expel air in a most unbecoming fashion to avoid a mouthful… — Meredith Duran Copy Share Image
“Speak plainly, sir.' '*Sir*? I say, Lyd. Are you always so formal with men you've made love with?' The whip of her head caused… — Meredith Duran Copy Share Image
![“Speak plainly, sir.' '*Sir*? I say, Lyd. Are you always so formal with men you've made love with?' The whip of her head caused the bird [on her hat] to saw wildly, like a famished woodpecker in range of a tree.” quote by Meredith Duran](https://sms4smile.com/quotes/img-quotes/3d6/meredith-duran-2968_quote_speak-plainly-sir-sir-i-say-lyd-are-you_184237.jpg)