โSimon,โ she whispered, vaguely surprised that she had just used his first name, for she had never used it even in the privacy of her thoughts. Moistening her dry lips, she tried once more, and to her astonishment, she did it again. โSimonโฆโ โYes?โ A new tension had entered his long, hard body, and at the same time, his hand moved over the shape of her skull in the softest caress possible. โPleaseโฆ take me to my room.โ Hunt tilted her head back gently and regarded her with a sudden faint smile playing on his lips. โSweetheart, I would take you to Timbuktu if you asked.โ
Lisa KleypasThose blue eyes glinted with uncivilized suggestion. A faint smile was tucked in the corner of his wide mouth. Definitely wouldn't want to be alone in a room with that guy, I thought. His gaze moved downward in lazy inspection, returned to my face, and he gave me one of those respectful nods that Texan men had raised to an art form.
Lisa KleypasYou are your own worst enemy. If you can learn to stop expecting impossible perfection, in yourself and others, you may find the happiness that has always eluded you.
Lisa Kleypas