Lisa Kleypas
Lisa Kleypas
Lisa Kleypasis a best-selling American author of historical and contemporary romance novels. In 1985, she was named Miss Massachusetts 1985 and competed in the Miss America 1986 pageant in Atlantic City...
NationalityAmerican
ProfessionAuthor
CountryUnited States of America
secret matter no-matter-what
Somehow I knew that no matter what I chose to tell or to keep secret, he would understand.
mistake trying scared
I'm scared of making the biggest mistake of my life. I'm just trying to figure out what the mistake is.
kissing years drawing
Because you need me," he said, drawing in his breath as she squirmed against him. "Just as I need you." He crushed his mouth to hers. "I've needed you for years." Another kiss, this one deep and drugging, his tongue searching her intimately
friday monday clothes
On Monday they went out for a private picnic. On Tuesday they went for a carriage drive. On Wednesday they went to pick bluebells. On Thursday they fished at the lake, returning with damp clothes and sun-glazed complexions, laughing together at a joke they didn't share with anyone else. On Friday they danced together at an impromptu musical evening, looking so well matched one of the guests remarked it was a pleasure to watch them. On Saturday Matthew woke up wanting to murder someone.
kissing punctuation form
I realized that my kisses with Dane had become a form of punctuation, the quotations or the hasty dash at the end of a conversation
Some questions change everything.
cutting able fiber
Neither of us seemed able to be close to anyone. Not even each other. Closeness meant the one you loved the most would cause you the most damage. How did you unlearn that? It was woven deep between every fiber and vessel. You couldn't cut it out.
want
Heath," she whispered, "you're all I want. No one else ... no one . . .
ambition someday fearlessness
I loved him so much, loved his fearlessness, his strength, even the ambition that would someday take him away from me.
arms minutes closing
Pretend you're mine," he urged, his arms closing around her. "Just for a minute. Pretend there's never been anyone but me, that I'm the one you're promised to. Do it for me....I'll never ask again.
lips enough darling
- No, no... She shook her head for emphasis. No. His lips twitched. - One 'no' is enough, darling.
regret moments ifs
If I never have anything from him except this one moment I am going to take it. Take it now, or drown in regret later.
falling-in-love next lord
Leo knew next to nothing about governesses, save for the drab creatures in novels, who tended to fall in love with the lord of the manor, always with bad results.
girl mean mexican
And you're not the kind of girl I want." Surely he couldn't mean the fact that I was Mexican. From what I knew of Hardy, there wasn't a bit of prejudice in him. He never used racist words, never looked down on someone for things they couldn't help. "What kind do you want?" I asked with difficulty. "Someone I can leave without looking back.