If I ever think you are even considering leaving me again, no matter how good you reasons, I'll have you locked in your rooms and the doors barricaded, so help me God." He lifted her foot and began to dry it. Her voice shaking, Whitney asked, "Will you stay locked in there with me?" He raised her dainty foot to his jaw and tenderly laid his cheek against it, then turned his head and kissed it. "Yes," he whispered. -Clayton Westmoreland
Judith McNaughtElizabethโs entire body started to tremble as his lips began descending to hers. and she sought to forestall what her heart knew was inevitable by reasoning with him. โA gently bred Englishwoman,โ she shakily quoted Lucindaโs lecture. โfeels nothing stronger than affection. We do not fall in love.โ His warm lips covered hers. โIโm a Scot,โ he murmured huskily. โWe do.
Judith McNaughtBeside him a tiny elderly woman was leaning on a cane, studying him with curiosity. Since good manners seemed to require that he speak to her, Jon cast about for some sort of polite conversation pertinent to the occasion. โI hate funerals, donโt you?โ He said. โI rather like them,โ she said smugly. โAt my age, I regard each funeral I attend as a personal triumph, because I was not the guest of honor.
Judith McNaughtWhat are you looking at?" Jordan demanded finally, watching her. "A dragon." When he looked bewildered she lifted her arm and pointed to the sky in the southeast. "Right thereโthat cloudโwhat do you see when you look at it?" "A fat cloud." Alexandra rolled her eyes at him. "What else do you see?" He was quiet for a moment studying the sky. "Five more fat clouds and three thin ones.
Judith McNaught