Mmm, again," Shelby murmured.
With a quiet laugh, Alan stroked up and down until she was ready to purr. "Shelby..." She gave another sigh as an answer and snuggled closer. "Shelby,there's something warm and fluffy under my feet."
"Mmm-hmm."
"If it's your cat, he's not breathing."
"MacGregor."
He kissed the top of her head. "What?"
She gave a muffled laugh against his shoulder. "MacGregor," she repeated. "My pig."
There was silence for a moment while he tried to digest this. "I beg your pardon?"
The dry serious tone had more laughter bubbling up. Would she ever be able to face a day without hearing it? "Oh, say that again.I love it." Because she had to see his face, Shelby found the energy to lean across him and grope for the matches on the nightstand. Skin rubbed distractedly against skin while she struck one and lit a candle. "MacGregor," she said, giving Alan a quick kiss before she gestured to the foot of the bed.
Alan studied the smiling porcine face. "You named a stuffed purple pig after me?"
"Alan, is that any way to talk about our child?" His eyes shifted to hers in an expression so masculine and ironic, she collapsed on his chest in a fit of giggles. "I put him there because he was supposed to be the only MacGregor who charmed his way into my bed."
"Really." Alan tugged on her hair until she lifted her face, full of amusement and fun,to his. "Is that what I dd?"
"You knew damn well I wouldn't be able to resist balloons and rainbows foever."/>

Home > Author > Nora Roberts >

" Lazily...possessively he ran a hand down her back.
"Mmm, again," Shelby murmured.
With a quiet laugh, Alan stroked up and down until she was ready to purr. "Shelby..." She gave another sigh as an answer and snuggled closer. "Shelby,there's something warm and fluffy under my feet."
"Mmm-hmm."
"If it's your cat, he's not breathing."
"MacGregor."
He kissed the top of her head. "What?"
She gave a muffled laugh against his shoulder. "MacGregor," she repeated. "My pig."
There was silence for a moment while he tried to digest this. "I beg your pardon?"
The dry serious tone had more laughter bubbling up. Would she ever be able to face a day without hearing it? "Oh, say that again.I love it." Because she had to see his face, Shelby found the energy to lean across him and grope for the matches on the nightstand. Skin rubbed distractedly against skin while she struck one and lit a candle. "MacGregor," she said, giving Alan a quick kiss before she gestured to the foot of the bed.
Alan studied the smiling porcine face. "You named a stuffed purple pig after me?"
"Alan, is that any way to talk about our child?" His eyes shifted to hers in an expression so masculine and ironic, she collapsed on his chest in a fit of giggles. "I put him there because he was supposed to be the only MacGregor who charmed his way into my bed."
"Really." Alan tugged on her hair until she lifted her face, full of amusement and fun,to his. "Is that what I dd?"
"You knew damn well I wouldn't be able to resist balloons and rainbows foever. "

― Nora Roberts , The MacGregors: Alan & Grant (The MacGregors, #3-4)

← Prev Next →

Image for Quotes

Nora Roberts quote : Lazily...possessively he ran a hand down her back.<br />Mmm, again," Shelby murmured.
With a quiet laugh, Alan stroked up and down until she was ready to purr. "Shelby..." She gave another sigh as an answer and snuggled closer. "Shelby,there's something warm and fluffy under my feet."
"Mmm-hmm."
"If it's your cat, he's not breathing."
"MacGregor."
He kissed the top of her head. "What?"
She gave a muffled laugh against his shoulder. "MacGregor," she repeated. "My pig."
There was silence for a moment while he tried to digest this. "I beg your pardon?"
The dry serious tone had more laughter bubbling up. Would she ever be able to face a day without hearing it? "Oh, say that again.I love it." Because she had to see his face, Shelby found the energy to lean across him and grope for the matches on the nightstand. Skin rubbed distractedly against skin while she struck one and lit a candle. "MacGregor," she said, giving Alan a quick kiss before she gestured to the foot of the bed.
Alan studied the smiling porcine face. "You named a stuffed purple pig after me?"
"Alan, is that any way to talk about our child?" His eyes shifted to hers in an expression so masculine and ironic, she collapsed on his chest in a fit of giggles. "I put him there because he was supposed to be the only MacGregor who charmed his way into my bed."
"Really." Alan tugged on her hair until she lifted her face, full of amusement and fun,to his. "Is that what I dd?"
"You knew damn well I wouldn't be able to resist balloons and rainbows foever." style="width:100%;margin:20px 0;"/>
DOWNLOAD THE QUOTE IMAGE