Itโs impossible,โ he snapped. โWhy?โ โBecause Iโm Sebastian, Lord St. Vincent. I canโt be celibate. Everyone knows that.
Lisa KleypasHe was so far from the gallant knights in her romantic fantasies ... He was tarnished, scarred, imperfect. Deliberately he had destroyed any illusions she might have had about him, exposing his mysterious past for the ugly horror that it was. His purpose had been to drive her away. But instead she felt closer to him, as if the truth had bonded them in a new intimacy.
Lisa KleypasA good conversation always involves a certain amount of complaining. I like to bond over mutual hatreds and petty grievances.
Lisa KleypasI didn't know how to stop wanting him. It wasn't that I had any hopeโI knew I'd never see him again. But that didn't stop me from comparing every other man to Hardy and finding them all lacking. I had exhausted myself loving him.
Lisa KleypasRohan, one of us is an unmarried man with superior mathematical abilities and no prospects for the evening. The other is a confirmed lecher in an amorous mood, with a willing and nubile young wife waiting at home. Who do you think should do the damned account books?" And, with a nonchalant wave, St. Vincent had left the office.
Lisa Kleypas