He sighed, wondering how his life had been turned upside down by this woman in less than forty-eight hours. Correction: by this woman, a pig, and a rabbit.
Julia QuinnI can't imagine a romance novel published today where the hero rapes the heroine and she falls in love with him.
Julia QuinnEloiseis getting married as well.โ โEloise?โ Michael asked with some surprise. โWas she even being courted by anyone?โ โNo,โ Francesca said, quickly flipping to the third sheet of her motherโs letter. โItโs someone sheโs never met.โ โWell, I imagine sheโs met him now,โ Michael said in a dry voice.
Julia QuinnNot that I knew who you were until last month. But now that I've got you, I'm not letting you go." "You're not?" Blake stared at her in irritated confusion. What was her game? "Do you think I'm an idiot?" he spat out. "No," she said. "I've just escaped from a den of idiots, so I'm well familiar with the breed, and you're something else entirely. I am, however, hoping you're not a terribly good shot.
Julia QuinnHe said he loved me,โ she whispered. Daniel swallowed, and he had the strangest sensation, almost a premonition of what it must like to be a parent. Someday, God willing, heโd have a daughter, and that daughter would look like the woman standing in front of him, and if ever she looked at him with that bewildered expression, whispering, โHe said he loved me . . .โ Nothing short of murder would be an acceptable response.
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