What are you thinking?" he asks. I know Gage hates it when I cry - he is completely undone by the sight of tears - so I blink hard against the sting. "I'm thinking how thankful I am for everything," I say, "even the bad stuff. Every sleepless night, every second of being lonely, every time the car broke down, every wad of gum on my shoe, every late bill and losing lottery ticket and bruise and broken dish and piece of burnt toast." His voice is soft. "Why, darlin'?" "Because it all led me here to you.
Lisa KleypasIโve won his heart, but itโs like owning a house in which most of the doors are permanently locked. He wants to shield me from all unpleasantness. And itโs not really marriageโnot like the marriage you have with Camโuntil heโs willing to share the worst of himself as well as the best of himself.
Lisa Kleypas... He didn't know how to say good-bye. His throat ached from the strain of holding back his emotions. โI don't want to leave you,โ he said humbly, reaching for her cold, stiff hands. Emma lowered her head, her tears falling freely. โI'll never see you again, will I?โ He shook his head. โNot in this lifetime,โ he said hoarsely. She pulled her hands away and wrapped her arms around his neck. He felt her wet lashes brush his cheek. โThen I'll wait a hundred years,โ she whispered. โOr a thousand, if I must. Remember that, Nikki. I'll be waiting for you to come to me.
Lisa Kleypas