Quotes from Anne Mallory

This was what marriage was like, being able to look one's fill.

Every good seduction first begins with a baited hook.

Foolhardy to put your trust where it is easy to create falsehood.

Yes, I think I like all of those images. I can see your head thrown back and that long, smooth neck exposed to me in all of them.' His finger trailed down the side of her throat. 'Your eyes are becoming even more smoky and sensual, Marietta. From the inside out now, rather than the outside in. Shall we see what happens when the knowledge blooming there becomes a large, petaled rose?

She leaned down, a fraction closer, and for some reason unknown to man, he lifted his head the tiniest bit. Enough so she could brush his cheek with her lips. "Good night, Mr. Merrick.

A pink fluttering bird flew across her mind.

I think you quite extraordinary.' He used the action of pulling off his undershirt to hide his face. Bare to the waist, he didn't feel as naked now that there was more exposed than just his expression.

Tell me what has happened in this week that you've been absent from my window.

Instead of finding her in the shadows, this visit would anchor something between them in rising daylight.

Beauty is something that is hard to debate. Every man thinks his ideal the best." His eyes raked her hotly, and she felt her internal temperature increase like a kitchen stove overly stocked before being lit. "But the wittiest women rise to the top of this structure, conventional beauty often taking a backseat to a woman possessed of a clever tongue.

No." She smiled. "I am exactly where I need to be. I have no desire to enter negotiations with Lord Garrett and his heir." He couldn't keep down his dark pleasure at that.

No one knocked on his door the next day. Nor the day after. Nor the one after that. But that didn't mean he was unaware of what was happening. Someone had carried a plate of those fucking biscuits past his room, and even the oak door had provided no barrier for the smell. Not for anything of hers.

You are wickedly droll, Lord Downing. However do you survive with such wit at your disposal?" He smiled. "It is most troublesome.

Even should I wither from lack of food, lack of drink. I would be happy to exist solely on the feel of your lips against mine, I think.

You always make me feel strange." His gaze sharpened, and she plowed ahead. "I don't mean that in the negative. But you do, and have, ever since that night I met you. I can't say I rightly felt that way before that night, though there was something about you across the theater that made me want to get you to smile at me in return. Still, it was that night we met. I had never felt such a reaction to a man before. Something tight and uncertain and exciting. Wild.

Trant's deep need to climb ever upward, crushing anyone in his path, the qualities, while making Trant an interesting associate at times, at others made him decidedly predictable and boring. After all, a ladder contained a single directional path. Someone like Trant rarely tried the twisting vines, tree branches, and handholds to the side.

It was like a disease. A Phoebe-Pace-inspired disease, this need to speak so much—to explain himself.

She smiled at him. Why was she always smiling at him? It made him tense.

He slowly smiled. 'Good. We'll start with the basics.' Her mind went blank. 'Basics?' 'Of kissing. Most people aren't good at kissing right from the start.' He looked her over. 'Unless you are a natural.' She blinked stupidly. His hand reached up and touched her cheek, gently tilting her head. 'It's like connecting puzzle pieces when you kiss. Or when you do anything else of a sexual nature.' The parts of her brain not already blank blessedly went dark.

most people would not trust a drunken prostitute like Daise. Would you have two weeks ago?' She blinked at him. 'I don't know.' She hadn't even thought about prostitutes, drunken or not, two weeks ago. 'That could be me on the corner were things different.' She swallowed. 'Or if they go differently, it still could. I would want someone to believe me.

To adventure into the figurative meanings of his words was where the inherent danger resided.

Some people get dealt all the aces in life.

Foolhardy to put your trust where it is easy to create falsehood.