Sammy

“He was like a star in the night sky above and she but a sparrow. No matter how high she might try to fly, she'd never reach him.”
― Elizabeth Hoyt, Duke of Pleasure

“He’d been rigid for so long, maybe he’d petrified clean through and there was no softness left inside him. How could she teach him to color his world when his fists were filled with charcoal?”
― Jodi Thomas, To Tame a Texan's Heart

“Really, sometimes it would be much easier if one were allowed to simply hit gentlemen over the head.”
― Elizabeth Hoyt, Dearest Rogue