“She had told the truth: she did not like to dance. Men assumed that a spinster wanted for excitement. Dried-up. They made… — 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
“Force persuades a person to speak, but it cannot guarantee his honesty. Quite the reverse: it will extract confessions from innocents and… — Meredith Duran Copy Share Image
“You said we must coexist peaceably,' he continued. 'I agree. Instruct me how.' 'That was a lie,' she said, her voice choked.… — Meredith Duran Copy Share Image
“I admit, that the brain does not govern the body as well as one might wish- else all men would be saints… — 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
