Be careful what you wish for,her mind thundered.

Your heart is free now." "No," he whispered. "It's yours.

It was one of those things that had to be experienced to be understood

And if you say that's because you lot barged into her home like a herd of mentally deficient sheep, I'm disowning all three of you.

In his heart, she’d been smiling for him. But now she was smiling at Colin Bridgerton, he of the famous charm and sparkling green eyes.

I am going to kill you," he hissed. She gulped. "Don't you want to lecture me first?" He stared at her with a heavy dose of stupefaction. "I take that back," he said with precisely clipped words. "First I am going to strangle you, and then I am going to kill you." "Here?" she asked doubtfully, looking around. "Won't my dead body look suspicious in the morning?

Am I not allowed to have my pride? Or is that an emotion reserved for the elite?