Christopher heard a pair of women gossiping nearby, whispering in disapproving undertones. "... Ramsey was found flirting in a corner with a woman. They had to drag him away from her." "Who was it?" "His own wife." "Oh, dear.
Lisa KleypasWe assured Phelan that we were more than happy to let him have you and your menagerie,โ Leo retorted. โAfter that, he said he needed to think.โ โAbout what?โ Beatrix demanded. โWhat is there to think about? Why is it taking him so long to make a decision?โ โHeโs a man, dear,โ Amelia explained kindly. โSustained thinking is very difficult for them.
Lisa KleypasMen are like dogs," Stacy was fond of saying. And she usually went on to add that, like dogs, they all took up too much space on the bed, and they always went for the crotch.
Lisa KleypasCam held her closer. "Marry me, Amelia. You're what I want. You're my fate." One hand slid to the back of her head, gripping the braids and ribbons to keep her mouth upturned. "Say yes." He nibbled at her lips, licked at them, opened them. He kissed her until she writhed in his arms, her pulse racing. "Say it, Amelia, and save me from ever having to spend a night with another woman. I'll sleep indoors. I'll get a haircut. God help me, I think I'd even carry a pocket watch if it pleased you.
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