What do you mean, a ghost? The Honorable James Augustus Peregrine Pympoole-Bothame, heir to the fourteenth Earl of Hardsdale, is taking no insults from young girls! — Kerstin Gier Copy Share Image
“You’re going to make your lip bleed, biting it like that,” he said. “I’m feeling . . . kind of nervous.” “I can see that. Would it help if I held your hand?” I shook my head vigorously. No, it would make things worse, you idiot! Quite apart from the fact that I’m at a total loss to understand the… — Kerstin Gier Copy Share
I'll just do a round around of the house and make sure the rest of the family are fast asleep. We don't want that… — Kerstin Gier Copy Share Image
“Life is a great adventure, darling, and problems are nothing more than opportunities to show what you can do. Show them, darling. You are… — Kerstin Gier Copy Share Image
“Losing your heart is the most beautiful way to find out you have one.” — Kerstin Gier Copy Share Image
“I gave myself a little shake. So if Gideon was carrying on as if nothing had happened—well, thanks a lot, I could do the same. “Okay, let’s get out of here,” I said brightly. “I’m cold.” I tried to push past him, but he took hold of my arm and stopped me. “Listen, about all that just now . .… — Kerstin Gier Copy Share
You'd think that would have been forgotten long ago. But no, no sooner has a little grass grown over it than some clumsy camel… — Kerstin Gier Copy Share Image
I can’t do it, Gideon! I can’t make out the way you kiss me one moment and then act as if you loathed me… — Kerstin Gier Copy Share Image
“Surprised at those words, his assistant let go of the saliva ejector, which slid halfway down my throat. Apparently, the latest updates on the… — Kerstin Gier Copy Share Image
“You mean he's not afraid of me because I'm a woman? He ought to see Tomb Raider sometime. For all he knows, I could… — Kerstin Gier Copy Share Image
“After three glasses, Cynthia flung the windows open and announced, “Zac Efron, I love you!” to the whole of Chelsea, while Lesley was crouched head down over the lavatory bowl throwing up, Maggie had made Sarah a declaration of love (“you’re sho, sho beautiful, marry me!”), and Sarah was shedding floods of tears without knowing why. It hit me worst… — Kerstin Gier Copy Share
“I see,” I said, which was not entirely true. But it did seem to explain a bit of what I’d recently seen and heard. “Er . . . at this moment, are you kissing me?” “No, only almost,” murmured Gideon, with his lips just above my skin. “I mean, no way do I want to exploit the fact that you’re… — Kerstin Gier Copy Share
