I think you'll have to marry me, Miss Fielding." "To save your reputation?" Derek grinned, bending to kiss the flash of pale throat revealed by the robe. "Someone has to make a respectable man of me.

One can't help but marvel at the variety of ways that women had devised to make us look like flaming idiots.

I had to let go of him. But I knew that as long as I lived, I would feel the phantompain of his absence.

He was my confidant, the person who was always on my side even when he wasn't taking my side.

What are you listening to?" "I picked up a DVD for Luke while I was out. Something with Mozart and sock puppets." A grin rose to my lips. "At this stage I don't think Luke can see more than ten inches beyond his face." "That explains his lack of interest. I thought maybe he preferred Beethoven.

The only thing keeping two people together should be love. Not legalities.

A book had always been a door to another world... a world much more interesting and fantastical than reality. But she had finally discovered that life could be even more wonderful than fantasy. And that love could fill the real world with magic.