“Rafe hadn't sworn in front of a lady since he was fifteen and said something unacceptable in his mother's hearing. Though he'd been twice her size already, she grabbed him by his hair queue and dragged him to her boudoir, where she proceeded to wash his mouth out with lavendar soap. He had been vilely sick, to this day couldn't… — Laurie Alice Eakes Copy Share
“Please don’t be angry with him. My mither didn’t love him, and he’s still trying to make her.” — Laurie Alice Eakes Copy Share Image
“Crying had made her want a shoulder on which to rest her head, arms to hold her. She'd wasted too many tears alone in… — Laurie Alice Eakes Copy Share Image
“I expect she'll walk down the aisle to her groom with a book in her pocket.” — Laurie Alice Eakes Copy Share Image
