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“For what is love but a great rebellion against caution and sense?”
― Meredith Duran, At Your Pleasure

“He stopped. She heard the intake of his breath. “You are my country, Desdemona.” Yearning, harsh and poignant and she felt herself swaying toward him. “My Egypt. My hot, harrowing desert and my cool, verdant Nile, infinitely lovely and unfathomable and sustaining.”

She gasped.

His gaze fell, shielded by his lashes. An odd, half-mocking smile played about his lips. “You’ll never hear old Blake say something like that.”

She swallowed, unable to speak, her senses abraded by his stimulating words, her pulse hammering in anticipation? Trepidation?

“Remember my words next time he calls you a bloody English rose.”
― Connie Brockway, As You Desire

“Has he ever even said he loved you?"
"He's been telling me for years," she said softly, "I just wasn't listening”
― Connie Brockway, As You Desire

“Love without friendship is like a kite, aloft only when the winds are favorable. Friendship is what gives love its wings.”
― Sherry Thomas, Ravishing the Heiress