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“Daisy gave her a speaking glance, and her sister grinned. “Never fear,” Lillian continued, “eventually we will succeed in infiltrating London society, and then we’ll marry Lord Heavydebts and Lord Shallowpockets, and finally assume our places as ladies of the manor.”
― Lisa Kleypas, Secrets of a Summer Night

“Daisy Bowman,” he said unevenly, “I’d spend eternity in hell for one hour with you.” “Is that how long it takes? An hour?” His reply was rueful. “Sweetheart, at this point it would be a miracle if I lasted one minute.”
― Lisa Kleypas, Scandal in Spring

“Miss Charingford.” The words seemed unwillingly wrested from his chest.

“Yes?”

“You are only the eleventh prettiest woman in all of Leicester until you open your mouth.”

Her mouth dropped open. To insult her, atop all the other horrible, awful, impolite, unacceptable things that he’d said? “Thank you so much for those kind words, Grantham,” she snapped out. “I’m glad to know that my mannerisms so sink me.”

But this time, he didn’t smile at her; his eyes didn’t sparkle with that familiar mischief. “Once you speak,” he said, “you have no equal.”
― Courtney Milan, A Kiss for Midwinter

“I love you. I wish I had better ways to show it. All I have is this brash, reckless heart. But it's yours.”
― Tessa Dare, Say Yes to the Marquess