I'd like to shower and change clothes," she said. "Would you mind waiting for me a half hour?" The question seemed to amuse him. "Not at all," he said with exaggerated formality. "Please take all the time you need." Michael watched her walk away. Did he mind waiting a half hour for her? Not at all. He'd been waiting years for her.
Judith McNaughtA lie is an affront to the soul, as well as an insult to the intelligence of the person to whom one lies.
Judith McNaughtThe old adage which says that it is โwhom you know that countsโ is far off the mark. It is what you know about whom you know that truly makes difference.
Judith McNaughtIf I had a hundred kingdoms, I would trade them all for you, my dearest love. I was nothing until you.
Judith McNaughtI ought to break your neck!" Clayton interrupted. Too late, Whitney realized that she shouldn't have been standing all this time on her "injured" knee. "Allow me to congratulate you on a fine day's work, Madam," he said sternly. "In less than twelve hours, you've brought Whitticomb to your side and Cuthbert to your feet.
Judith McNaught