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1 " Oh? And what was I to say? I beg your pardon, Lord Wriothesly, but your wife seems to have acquired a distinct liking for my husband's cock. Would you mind kindly retrieving her to your own bed? "
― Ashley March , Romancing the Countess (Romancing, #1)
2 " And now I believe I shall put my head on you,” he announced. “The room has started to spin, and it’s been a very long time since I’ve laid my head in a woman’s lap.”Leah ceased laughing as he twisted and began to lie back. “No, my lord.” His shoulders landed on her outstretched arms. “Sebastian! Let me up.”He groaned as she struggled against him. “I was beginning to wonder if you remembered my name. Please, be quiet. Just a moment.” Reaching behind his head, he caught her hand and moved it to his mouth, where he pressed a kiss against her bare skin. “Only a moment, until the world turns itself aright again. "
3 " Sebastian closed his eyes, his chin sinking toward his chest. How long he’d been trapped by those words, afraid to scare her away. How long he’d hoped that after she dealt with Ian’s ghost she would one day turn to him. Her confession of her relationship with Ian while they sat in the tree had been one step, her willingness to let him pleasure her another, and yet still it wasn’t enough. He wanted everything: her trust, her joy, her heart, her vulnerability. "
4 " Leah tilted her chin and smiled. “I thought we disliked each other.”“Oh, we do,” he said, taking another sip. “I detest you quite thoroughly. Especially when you smile.”Her lips flattened. “Do you?”He gestured toward her with the drink, the liquid sloshing out the side to drip over his thigh. Leah’s gaze followed the brandy’s path where it darkened on his trousers, then jerked upward again as he spoke. “You’re too bloody happy. It’s very offensive. "
5 " The problem with telling yourself you didn't want something, Sebastian discovered, was that soon you desired it even more. "
6 " You’re very handsome tonight, my lord.”“What’s this? A compliment from the lovely widow?”“A mere observation.”“Why do I suspect that you had too much to drink at dinner? "