Ghost?โ St. Vincent shot him an incredulous glance. โChrist. Youโre not serious, are you?โ "Iโm a Gypsy,โ Cam replied matter-of-factly. โOf course I believe in ghosts.โ โOnly half Gypsy. Which led me to assume that the rest of you was at least marginally sane and rational.โ โThe other half is Irish,โ Cam said a touch apologetically. โChrist,โ St. Vincent said again, shaking his head as he strode away.
Lisa KleypasGood God. I donโt believe St. Vincent and the word โcelibacyโ have ever been mentioned in the same sentence before.
Lisa KleypasI want you any way I can get you. Not because youโre beautiful or clever or kind or adorable, although devil knows youโre all those things. I want you because thereโs no one else like you, and I donโt ever want to start a day without seeing you.
Lisa KleypasYou donโt annoy me.โ Carefully he rebuttoned the placket of her shirt. โI thought you did, at first. But now I realize it was more like the feeling you get when your footโs been asleep. And when you start moving, the blood coming back into it is uncomfortable . . . but also good. Do you understand what I mean?โ โYes. I make your feet tingle.โ A smile came to his lips. โAmong other things.
Lisa Kleypas