Lisa Kleypas

The Devil in Winter

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  • Flora Fezeuhas quoted2 years ago
    There’s very little you can’t have…so long as you dare to reach for it.”
  • Mon159has quoted3 years ago
    Really, someone should tell St.

    Vincent that he’s a living cliché. He has become the embodiment of everything they say
    about reformed rakes
  • Mon159has quoted3 years ago
    You can s-send me away, but you can’t stop me from running back to you. I want
    to spend every day with you. I want to watch you shave in the morning. I want to drink
    champagne and dance with you. I want to mend the holes in your stockings. I want to
    share a bed with you every night, and to have your children
  • Mon159has quoted3 years ago
    You mean too much to
    me
  • Mon159has quoted3 years ago
    Half measures. My God. I love you so much that I’m drowning in it.

    I can’t defend against it. I don’t know who I am anymore. All I know is that if I give in
    to it entirely
  • Mon159has quoted3 years ago
    Because
    I love you, Sebastian…and I need you to love me back. And not in h-half measures
  • Mon159has quoted3 years ago
    You’re not a wallflower. But you have my permission
    to hide in corners, my sweet—so long as you take me with you. In fact, I’ll insist on it. I
    warn you, I’m very badly behaved at such affairs—I’ll probably debauch you in
    gazebos, on balconies, beneath staircases, and behind assorted potted plants. And if you
    complain, I’ll simply remind you that you should have known better than to marry a
    conscienceless rake
  • Mon159has quoted3 years ago
    what you did while I was gone.”
    “I helped Cam to arrange things in the office. And I burned all your letters from
    lovelorn ladies. The blaze was so large, I’m surprised no one sent for a fire brigade
  • Mon159has quoted3 years ago
    And Sebastian seemed to want to be treated like an
    ordinary man—to have someone look beyond the mortal beauty of his facade, and ask
    more of him than his erotic skills
  • Mon159has quoted3 years ago
    He, who had never feared anything, was terrified of the power she had over him.

    And he was afraid of his own desire to have her with him every minute of the day, to

    stare at her, to hear her voice. He craved her touch. His skin seemed to drink in every

    caress of her fingers, as if the sensation of her could be woven into the human fabric of

    his body. It was different from mere sexual need…it was some kind of pathetic, fullblown

    addiction for which there seemed to be no remedy
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