She wished she hadn't succumbed to irritation. Because she wanted to know about his inner feelings. She always thought people were like pieces of art glass-- strong enough to handle and use, delicate enough to shatter under a strong blow,… — Christina Dodd Copy Share Image
“Jermyn’s breath stilled. He watched intently. So far, she had followed his instructions. Now he waited to see if she would follow his last, insistent direction. In the top drawer of my bedside table, there’s a small box. It contains… — Christina Dodd Copy Share Image
“She glanced over her shoulder at him. “So until the wedding ceremony in your chapel, we’ll be chaste?” Her smile flirted and taunted, and… — Christina Dodd Copy Share Image
I intend to marry Michael, and squander all his money and run his life, and make sure he never again consorts with wicked women… — Christina Dodd Copy Share Image
“Holding her tight against him, he said, "I am the blood in your veins, the marrow in your bones. You'll never go anywhere without… — Christina Dodd Copy Share Image
“I have never seen an unclad male form in my life, and I haven’t suffered for the lack.” “By an extraordinary coincidence, I haven’t… — Christina Dodd Copy Share Image
“Ah, Lord Northcliff, how well you look this afternoon!” “Thank you. I feel well indeed.” Taking Amy’s hand, he held it in both of… — Christina Dodd Copy Share Image
...the pain of the constant, bone-chilling loneliness she'd accustomed herself to. And learned to live with it. — Christina Dodd Copy Share Image
We're lucky." He slipped his hand around her waist and splayed it in the small of her back. "Most couples have only one first… — Christina Dodd Copy Share Image
She wished she hadn't succumbed to irritation. Because she wanted to know about his inner feelings. She always thought people were like pieces of… — Christina Dodd Copy Share Image
“You know, Guinevere Mary, the kind of woman you could be, and I know it, too. And I won’t be satisfied until you are.”… — Christina Dodd Copy Share Image
“That’s the master bedchamber, remember? You’ve been there collecting my underwear.” “That’s right. You’re the swine who sent me on a fool’s errand when… — Christina Dodd Copy Share Image
