Let me explain something to you, he said. If you want to get something out of a man, dashing out his brains against a lamppost isn't the way to do it.
Loretta ChaseDain kept his gaze on his plate and concentrated on swallowing the morsel he'd just very nearly choked on. She was possessive... about him. The beautiful, mad creature - or blind and deaf creature, or whatever she was - coolly announced it as one might say, "Pass the salt cellar," without the smallest awareness that the earth had just tilted on its axis.
Loretta ChaseJust listen,โ she said. โYou canโt kill him in cold blood.โ โWhyever not?โ Ye gods grant me patience. โBecause heโll be dead,โ she said as patiently as she could, โand Lady Claraโs reputation will be stained forever. Do not, I pray you, do anything, Lord Longmore. Leave this to us.โ โUs.โ โMy sisters and me.โ โWhat do you propose? Dressing him to death? Tying him up and making him listen to fashion descriptions?
Loretta Chase