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1 " He inclined his head toward a fallen log. " Come. Let us break our fast." She pushed the heels of her hands against her temples as if she had an ache in her head. " I need a cup of coffee." William sat on a log. " What is this ye say ... coffee?" She looked at him and arched one brow as if she considered him daft. " It's a hot drink that helps me wake up in the morning." " But ye are already awake. "
2 " Why books?”Her brows rose. “I beg your pardon?”“Why are they your vice?”She set her plate down and wiped her hand on her skirts before reaching for the top volume on a stack of small, leather bound books nearby and extending it to him. “Go on.”He took it. “Now what?”“Smell it.” He tilted his head. She couldn’t help but smile. “Do it.”He lifted it to his nose. Inhaled.“Not like that,” she said. “Really give it a smell.”He raised one brow but did as he was told. “What do you smell?” Sophie asked.“Leather and ink?”She shook her head. “Happiness. That’s what books smells like. Happiness. That’s why I always wanted to have a book shop. What better life than to trade in happiness? "
― Sarah MacLean , The Rogue Not Taken (Scandal & Scoundrel, #1)
3 " Vanity, right?" Nash reappeared in the living room with an open bag of potato chips. " I nominate my venerable brother. He likes to play hero, and one look at him should establish the vanity angle." " Nash!" I really shouldn't have been surprised by the dig. But I was." What?" He raised one brow at me in challenge. " It's okay to call me jealous, but not to call him vain?" " Awareness of one's obvious advantages doesn't imply vanity," Tod insisted calmly.Nash turned on him. " Does it imply narcissism?" Tod huffed. " This coming from the guy who owns more hair products than his girlfriend. "
