But it didn't stop him from loving her just a little. From loving all women-all shapes, all sizes, all walks of life. Their soft skin and softer curves, the way they gasped and giggled and sighed, the way the wealthy ones played their coy games, and the less fortunate ones looked at him, stars in their eyes, eager for his attention. Women were, without a doubt, the Lord's finest creation. And, at twenty-three, he had plans for a lifetime of worshipping them.
Sarah MacLeanShe did not want to be that woman - the one of whom they spoke. She had never planned to be that woman. Somehow, it had happened, however...somehow, she had lost her way and, without realizing it, she had chosen this staid, boring life instead of a different, more adventurous one.
Sarah MacLeanI . . . hit him . . . elsewhere.โ โWhere?โ โIn his . . .In his inguine.โ โOh, dear God.โ It was unclear whether Ralstonโs words were meant as prayer or blasphemy. What was clear was that the woman was a gladiator. โHe called me a pie!โ she announced, defensively. There was a pause. โWait. Thatโs not right.โ โA tart?โ โYes! Thatโs it!โ She registered her brotherโs fists and looked to Simon. โI see that it is not a compliment.โ โNo. It is not.
Sarah MacLeanThis new world was already turning her into a cabbagehead, and she'd only been a part of it for an evening
Sarah MacLeanShe can't force us to go to the ball. We're grown men, for Lord's sake!" Will cocked an eyebrow at his younger brother. "You don't think she can force us? We are speaking of the same mother, correct? Small frame, enormous will?
Sarah MacLeanShe looked up at him and said,"What did you say?" "You have beautiful eyes." "You told my father that he has beautiful eyes?" He smiled. "No. You distracted me. I told your father that, while I was very grateful for the lesson, I doubt I would ever need of it again- because I was planning to court only one woman in my lifetime.
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