“Do you mean to stay on at Caldwell?" "For a time," he replied. It took all her courage and determination to meet… — Alissa Johnson Copy Share Image
“Perhaps we might start again?" she suggested. It was never truly possible to start over, of course. One could no more erase… — Alissa Johnson Copy Share Image
“He sighed heavily and closed his eyes. "Yes, all right. Call on you tomorrow." "Next week," she reminded him softly. His eyes… — Alissa Johnson Copy Share Image
“He was quiet a moment, studying her. "I don't have a mistress." "Oh. Well." What did she say to that? Good? Damned… — Alissa Johnson Copy Share Image
“When one spends little time outside one's rooms, one gains information in bits and pieces. I encountered your name and reputation in… — Alissa Johnson Copy Share Image
“She might ban me from the library." "The marvelous thing about libraries is that their contents can be easily moved.” — Alissa Johnson Copy Share Image
“Regrets are like mistresses," he informed her. "I ..." Her hand dropped from the handle. "What?" "Good men don't have them." She blinked at… — Alissa Johnson Copy Share Image
“Do you mean to stay on at Caldwell?" "For a time," he replied. It took all her courage and determination to meet his eyes.… — Alissa Johnson Copy Share Image
“After Mrs. Culpepper, Max probably knew more about her than any other person in her life. They were the only two people who knew… — Alissa Johnson Copy Share Image
“How had things gone so terribly wrong? She wasn't supposed to be returning to Murdoch House in defeat, and she most certainly was not… — Alissa Johnson Copy Share Image
“Choose the one you want," he told her. She giggled as the puppy contorted itself in an effort to lick her hand without rolling… — Alissa Johnson Copy Share Image
“Dreams of freedom and country cottages were all well and good, but Anna rather thought that she was nothing, if not practical. She would… — Alissa Johnson Copy Share Image
“Max offered his hand. "One of us needs to take the higher road, sweet." Again, the use of an endearment. What the devil had… — Alissa Johnson Copy Share Image
“The drawing Anna was thinking of wasn't particularly wicked, not so far as drawings in Anover House went. It was a colored sketch of… — Alissa Johnson Copy Share Image
“She's from your world. Your presence might well put her at ease." "We live in the same world, Lucien," Max drawled. "I just know… — Alissa Johnson Copy Share Image
“He'd become so accustomed to having her there, right there next to him, that he found he could no longer go the day without… — Alissa Johnson Copy Share Image
“Much of how a person defined himself was through his interactions with the world. When that world was very small, it probably felt as… — Alissa Johnson Copy Share Image
