Quotes from Sharon Page

We can't make love out here. It's freezing!" Maryanne cried. A boyishly beseeching look lit up his eyes. "We would heat up quickly." "It's fine for you," she protested. "You only need one part of your body, and you'll be sliding that into warmth.

Now she knew. The Duke of Langford, the archly correct gentleman who had been so annoying and disapproving... Was completely naughty at heart.

My dear, you cannot make someone else happy. The other person must find happiness in themselves.

I'd never do that." That slow, sizzling smile—like the path of a flame on a fuse—lifted his lips again. "I'd never get the chance to bring out your passionate side. When you're angry, you burn. You glow with an energy that crackles like lightning.