He 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 GarwoodEvery man has a weakness," he patiently explained. "I'll find theirs, I promise you." "Every man?" "Yes," he answered emphatically. His hand moved to the back of her neck. Twisting her curls around his fist, he jerked her head back. His face loomed over hers, his breath warm and sweet as he stared down into her eyes. "What is your weakness, Brodick?" she asked. "You.
Julie GarwoodNever be ruled by possessions, and never, ever make wealth more important to you than your self-respect and your dignity." - Lady Taylor
Julie GarwoodGo and change your gown, Mary," Daniel interjected. "I'm partial to gold. If you've a gown in that color, wear it to please me. If not, white will do well enough. I'm wedding you, Lady Mary." Lord Daniel Ferguson caught Lady Mary before she hit the floor. He wasn't at all irritated that his intended had just fainted dead away, and he actually let out a full burst of laughter as he swept Mary up into his arms and held her against his chest. "She's overcome with gratitude, Alec," Daniel called out to his friend. "Aye, Daniel, I can see she is," Alec answered.
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