I've loved him for a decade. And I had him for one day before I made a complete and utter mess of things. Or he did. I'm still not sure about that.
Sarah MacLeanYou cheated!โ He looked at her, wide-eyed with feigned outrage. โI beg your pardon. If you were a man, I would call you out for that accusation.โ โAnd I assure you, my lord, that I would ride forth victoriously on behalf of truth, humility, and righteousness.โ โAre you quoting the Bible to me?โ โIndeed,โ she said primly, the portrait of piousness. โWhile gambling.โ โWhat better location to attempt to reform one such as you?
Sarah MacLeanIt didnโt matter the quality of the writingโ Callieโs fantasies about her fictional heroes were entirely democratic.
Sarah MacLeanShe tilted her head, considering the sensation. "It is strange." He gave a hiss of laughter at the words. "It only gets stranger, darling. But we shall try for something more.
Sarah MacLeanLord Nicholas St. John was their only hope, and she had been on the roof when he arrived, for heaven's sake. Ladies did not go traipsing about on rooftops. And certainly gentlemen did not frequent the homes of those ladies who did traipse about on roortops. It did not matter if the rooftop in question was in dire need of repair. Or that the lady in question had no choice.
Sarah MacLean