Douglas: You really got to stop doing that. Isabel: Doing what? Douglas: Getting prettier everyday.
Julie GarwoodHe held her gaze steady while he summarized her promises. โShe will honor me, protect me, obey me only when she believes Iโm being reasonableโbut I shouldnโt hold out hope that that day will ever comeโtry to love me before sheโs an old woman, and Iโd better get it straight in my mind that she will respect me until or unless I do something to prove Iโm not worthy, and God save me then. Have I left anything out, Brenna?
Julie GarwoodOh, there was a wedding all right. Did I mention that my sister didn't show up at the church either, Mr. Clayborne?
Julie GarwoodFor though Duncan was a mere mortal, flawed as well, he'd accomplished a daring feat. Aye, he'd captured an angel. And she belonged to him.
Julie GarwoodHe shrugged. "I was...thinking." "About what?" "The fires of purgatory." She had to sit down. He wasn't making any sense now. "What does that mean?" she asked. "Patrick told me he would walk through the fires of purgatory if he had to in order to please his wife." She went over to the bed and sat down on the side. "And?" she prodded when he didn't continue. He stripped out of his clothing and walked over to her. He pulled her to her feet and stared down to her. "And I have only just realized I would do the same for you.
Julie Garwood