Quotes from Kat Martin

James and I happened onto the scene and foiled the robber's plans. We're good at that-foiling plans,I mean. Don't you agree,Miss Ashton?" "There seems to be very little on which we agree, Mr. Langley.

Hawk was like a man gone mad. He'd hardly slept all night for worrying about her, and here she was, calmly riding back to Fort Laramie and her lover. He longed, at that moment, to put his hands around her slender throat and choke some sense into her.

James might have enjoyed the day, but Hawk's mood was black and the girl's even blacker. The camp was like a battle line.

Night camp wasn't much better. The air was thick with hostility,sideways glances, and accusing stares.

She fleetingly wished this handsome stranger could be the object of her desires, instead of his black-hearted companion.

You're beginning to make a habit of trying to drown yourself, Grace. I hope from now on you will try to restrain yourself.

His skin was dark, his face tanned, little crinkles at the corners of his eyes. Sun lines, not laugh lines, she was sure. She couldn't imagine the devil captain ever laughing at anything except, perhaps, someone else's pain.

Your taste in furnishings is quite splendid, Captain Sharpe. One might almost say refined." She couldn't keep a trace of sarcasm out of her voice. "Unlike my manners, is that it, Miss Chastain?" "Your words, Captain, not mine.

So you'll be keeping the Sea Devil, " she said. His light eyes roamed over her, settled for a moment on her breasts. "I'm keeping her. The ship holds a number of interesting memories I wouldn't want to forget." His eyes said he was remembering their numerous encounters-and the final delicious outcome-and a faint smile tugged at his lips.

Wait and see," Claire said excitedly. "Your husband will not be able to resist you." Grace hoped Claire was right.Since the night he had kissed her in the drawing room after their disastrous dinner party,he had done a magnificent job of exactly that.

I'm afraid I've got to leave for a while. Will you be all right while I'm gone." "I'm pregnant,Ethan,not dying of the plague.I'll be quite all right while you are away." He seemed to miss the humor. "Are you certain?" "Actually,I could use a moment to myself.You've been hovering over me like a hen with a chick since the day you came home." His mouth faintly curved. "And I shall continue to do so until your babe has arrived.

Call opened the door before she had time to knock. "You're only five minutes late," he said lightly. "For a woman, I consider that right on time." "Actually, for a woman, it's fifteen minutes early." He chuckled. "Come on in.

Your breakfast is ready," Toby said to Call, leaning through the open office door. "I made waffles--your favorite. And I've got some of that Saskatoon syrup you like." "Someday, you'll make someone a great wife, Toby," Call grumbled, forcing himself to his feet though he wasn't really hungry. Toby just grinned.

We'll finish our business, and as soon as we get the chance, we'll come back." The minute the words were out of his mouth, he realized his mistake.

Call?" He eased back a little, cradled her cheek in one of his big, tanned hands. "What is it, baby?" "I think I'm going to cry but I don't want you to think I'm a sissy." He smoothed back her hair, looped it over her ear. "I won't think you're a sissy. You were great up there. Terrific. I wouldn't want to crash my plane with anyone else.