Quotes from Lisa Kleypas

She wore her best dinner dress, made of silk dyed in a fashionable shade called bois de rose , a deep earthy pink that flattered her fair complexion. It was a severely simple style, with a low square-cut bodice and skirts pulled back tightly to reveal the shape of her waist and hips.

Thank God you know what labels to affix to people. It would be so inconvenient to have to judge them individually.

No miles of level desert, no jagged mountain heights, no sea of endless blue Neither words nor tears, nor silent fears will keep me from coming back to you. There

Of course. Women are agile and fast." Poppy smiled ruefully. "Not enough to elude you, it seems." - Harry & Poppy

Gossip never has to be true. It only has to be interesting.

Breakfast," he muttered. "And I wouldnt care to make you choose between lovingmaking or a hot meal, as the answer would likely be unflattering. Put on your gown, while I got to the door.

It depends on whether the monkey is more intelligent than we are." "I'm rather afraid of the answer," Harry replied dryly. - Beatrix & Harry

Someday you should let me give you a baby...

Of course," Tom said softly, "you could leave in your wedding dress, and go with me straight to the railway carriage... where I could help you remove it." A quicksilver shiver chased through her. "Would you prefer that?" His palm smoothed over the satin of her upper sleeve, and then he rubbed an edge of the fabric gently between his thumb and forefinger. "As a man who likes to unwrap his own presents... yes.

I love you. I don't give a damn if your father is the devil himself. I'd let you stab a knife in my heart if it pleased you, and I'd lie there loving you until my last breath."-Rhys Winterborne's to Helen Ravenel

Pandora approached Gabriel in a direct way no other young woman of her rank would have dared. She had extraordinary eyes, dark blue rimmed with black, like sapphires charred at the edges. A pair of winged black brows stood out sharply against her snowdrop complexion. She smelled like night air, and white flowers, and a hint of feminine sweat. The fragrance aroused him, all his muscles tightening like bowstrings.

Haven . . . do you really think I'd stand aside politely while another man comes sniffing around my woman? If I let that happen, I wouldn't be a man. And I sure as hell wouldn't be a Texan.

But... the truth is... I want you to have my baby. I didn't know how much, until the thought that I would never have the opportunity. I thought-" He broke off, a self-mocking smile touching his lips. "Damn it. I dont know how to be a husband, or a father. But since your standards in both areas seem to be relatively low, I may have a half a change at pleasing you." He grinned at her mock frown.

Leo," Amelia asked suspiciously, "what are you planning to do to her?" "Why do you always insist on asking questions when you know you won't like the answers?" "Because, being an optimist," she said tartly, "I always hope I'm wrong." - Amelia & Leo

Being Churchill, he couldn't have taken any other road. But now that he'd finally gotten to where he'd wanted to go he could look back and see the distant landmarks of what he'd missed.

Feeling the reverberations of my panic, Jack pulled me between his thighs and gathered me against his chest. He held me wordlessly, with infinite patience. "I guess . . . ," I managed to say eventually, "I don't feel all-the-way safe." "Probably because you're not." Jack hooked his fingers at the side of my panties, drawing them down. "But in a few minutes, darlin', you're not going to give a damn." -Ella & Jack

There's not much I wouldn't do for you, Ella, " he said quietly. "Haven't you figured that out yet?

Upon learning of Sebastian's success with the commissioner, Cam Rohan remarked admiringly, "That was a spruce trick, my lord. I'm beginning to think you can persuade anyone to do nearly anything." Sebastian grinned and glanced at Evie, who was sitting nearby. "I should think Lady St. Vincent is proof of that," he said.

His love came with no strings attached, which I thought was the greatest gift one human being could give to another.

Bychan: little one Cariad: sweetheart, beloved one Annwyl:

You're not a wallflower. But you have my permission to hide in corners, my sweet—so long as you take me with you. In fact, I'll insist on it.

I'd agree with you, except that agreeing with you probably means I'm on the wrong side of the argument.

I want to make you scream and claw and faint in my arms," he whispered, his masculine bristle scraping against her skin.

I die," he continued, "you're next in line." "Do you actually believe I'll outlive you?" West asked. "With all my vices?" "I have just as many." "Yes, but I'm far more enthusiastic about mine.