Quotes from Lisa Kleypas

As she drowsed in his arms, it occurred to her that he provided the illusion of something she had never had before. Sanctuary. His hand passed repeatedly over her hair in the gentlest of caresses, and she heard him murmur in his dark-angel voice, "Rest, my love. I'm watching over you.

it's far easier to make a heart stop beating entirely than to keep it from loving the wrong person.

Just because you've given up all masculine pride," he muttered, "doesn't mean I have to do the same." "Do you know what kind of men are able to keep their masculine pride?" Devon asked. "Celibate ones. The rest of us don't mind doing a little begging and appeasing, if it means not having to sleep alone.

Derek cuddled his daughter against his shoulder and spoke in a mixture of baby words and cockney, a language only she seemed to understand.

There's nothing convenient about joining your life to another person's. Marriage is a sack race: you may find a way to hop together toward the finish line, but you would still reach it more easily without the sack.

Justine, whenever someone says 'this is for your own good,' it's a guarantee they're about to cause you some kind of damage.

He tried to say her name, but it came out as "Merry." A word of joy, shaped in longing.

Gabriel's voice was like dark velvet against her ear. "I, for one, have been exceptionally productive." "I meant something useful." "You have been useful." His palm smoothed over her naked hip. "Doing what?" "Satisfying my needs." "Not very well, it seems, or I wouldn't have to keep doing it.

My time is short," he told Garrett brusquely. "Can you comb any faster?" "Ask me that again," Garrett replied equably, "and this comb will soon be lodged in a place it wasn't meant to go." Bazzle snickered, evidently gathering her meaning.

All he knew was that after he left, he'd have to learn how to live with his heart beating somewhere far away.

Colibrí —susurró él—. Será mejor que se vaya. Si no lo hace, terminaré comprometiéndola de un modo como nunca creí posible.

I'll take responsibility for my own decisions." "Are you so daft, lass, that you think one night with me would be worth risking everything?" he demanded. Merritt shrugged and lowered her gaze, but not before he saw the impish gleam in her eyes. "I'd like to find out.

I have to leave," he whispered against her hair. "No, stay." Her face turned, her lips nuzzling the bare skin of his chest. "Stay all night. Stay forever." He smiled and kissed her temple. "I would. But somehow I think your family would take exception to my debauching you before we were properly betrothed." "I don't feel debauched." "I do," Matthew said. Daisy smiled. "I'd better marry you, then.

You'll get wet," Daisy protested, glancing at his shirtsleeves and waistcoat. He began to laugh. "I'm not made of sugar." "Neither am I." "Yes you are," he murmured, making her blush. He smiled at the sight of her face peeking out from the folds of her coat, like a little owl in the woods.

A man who wants trouble can find it anywhere.

A wedding ritual in my part of Wales. A man and woman exchange vows with a stone held between their joined hands. After the ceremony, they go together to cast the stone into a lake, and the earth itself becomes part of their oath. From then on, they are bound to each other for as long as the world exists.

I'll be the extra rib that protects your heart." Keir pulled back abruptly. The motion sent a stab of pain through his ribs, and he swore. Rising to his feet, he sent her a glance of mingled torment and frustration. "You can't, Merry." The hint of a smile had vanished. "Because you doubt my abilities," she said rather than asked. Keir shook his head. "Because you are my heart.

Do I have to take a knee when I ask her?" Ryan asked."No, but it's traditional." Ryan rubbed the lower half of his jaw, clearly not liking the idea. "Men used to kneel when they were being knighted," Sofia pointed out."Or beheaded," Ryan said darkly.

I would become anyone, anything for you. I would lie, steal, beg, kill for you. I'm not sorry for what I did in the past few months. My life would have been nothing without them.

No one's ever told me that I'm a comfortable sort. I'm sure I don't like it. I'll have to do something diabolical soon to correct your impression.

I want you too badly, love. I want you the way dry earth soaks up rain. There may have been a time in my life when I could have seen you like this and still had some hope of self-control. Although I doubt it. I've never seen anything as beautiful as you.

A few more minutes," he said stubbornly. "No. I just spent the better part of a day sorting through garbage on your behalf. I have other stuff to do. Paid work. Unlike you, I can't survive on air." (Ghost to Alex)

There's no such thing as a tax on happiness," Helen said, rubbing her forehead. The countess regarded her with rueful sympathy. "My poor girl... it certainly can't be had for free.

He's a man, dear," Amelia explained kindly. "Sustained thinking is very difficult for them." "As opposed to women," Leo retorted, "who have the remarkable ability to make decisions without doing any thinking at all.