... You are the closest I will ever come to heaven, either here on Earth or in the afterlife, and I will not regret it, not even at the cost of your tears. So I go to my grave an unrepentant sinner, Iโm afraid. There is no use in mourning one such as I, dearest... -Simon to Lucy in a letter before the last duel.
Elizabeth HoytMuch of life is a game. If played skillfully, with an intelligent and fascinating opponent, it can become almost a dance. One challenges and moves, the other teases and skips away, only to dart forward later and strike a telling blow.
Elizabeth HoytI'll never look at you in any way but complete admiration.โ He stroked her hair soothingly. โYou will never be a millstone about my neck. Rather you're the sunshine that brightens my day.โ He swallowed. โDon't you see? You brought me into the daylight. You've embraced parts of me that I was never able to let see light. Don't make me retreat again into the night. (Winter Makepeace)
Elizabeth HoytGriffin leaned across the desk, his arms braced on the now-clear top, and stared into Wakefieldโs outraged eyes. โWe seem to be under a confusion of communication. I did not come here to ask for your sisterโs hand. I came to tell you I will marry Hero, with or without your permission, Your Grace. She has lain with me more than once. She may well be carrying my child. And if you think that Iโll give up either her or our babe, you have not done nearly enough research into my character or history.
Elizabeth HoytI write both at home and at coffee shops, and I have a terrible work ethic - I have a tendency to write most of my books right before the deadline. I'm trying to work on that, but so far, I'm not getting any more organized.
Elizabeth HoytGriffin, please,โ she whispered. โDo you want me?โ he asked. โYes!โ She tossed her head restlessly. Sheโd explode if he didnโt give her release soon. โDo you need me?โ He kissed her nipple too gently. โPlease, please, please.โ โDo you love me?โ And somehow, despite her extremis, she saw the gaping hole of the trap. She peered up at him blindly in the dark. She couldnโt see his face, his expression. โGriffin,โ she sighed hopelessly. โYou canโt say it, can you?โ he whispered. โCanโt admit it either.
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