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There's a difference between being good and doing bad things. Sometimes, a person does something because he doesn't have a choice. He might not like what he did ... but it doesn't make him bad. — Lorraine Heath
She gave him a whimsical smile. "It was long ago, Your Grace. And I do not hold a grudge. Although I must admit that sometimes, I miss having someone to sleep with."
Reaching out, Sterling trailed his gloved finger along her bare arm. "We could remedy that. Tonight if you like. — Lorraine Heath
Honeysuckle. She smelled of honeysuckle. He thought about her pert little nose. He'd wanted to smile every time she tilted it to demonstrate her disdain toward him. If her obvious hatred for him hadn't been so great, hadn't hurt so badly, he might have smiled. — Lorraine Heath
Is there nothing you want so desperately that you'd be willing to do anything in order to acquire it? — Lorraine Heath
Henry nodded. "May I ask you a question?"
"Certainly, Your Grace."
He pointed at Jack. "Is he the Artful Dodger?"
Mr. Dickens bent low. "I write fiction, Your Grace. The characters in
my books do not really exist, but if they did" - he winked - "I do believe
he would be the Artful Dodger."
"I knew it!"
"And do you see that gentleman over there?"
"Lord Claybourne?"
Dickens nodded. "He would be Oliver."
"And what about Miss Frannie?"
"She is every sweet girl who appears in the story. — Lorraine Heath
He look back toward the dance floor and greeted his teeth. She was in Tristan's arms moving gracefully in rhythm with the music. Tristan with cutting quite a swath through the ladies, he knew it shouldn't grate that his brother was dancing with Mary. Tristan knew more than he knew any of the others. It was expected. But still he didn't like the way Tristan watched her through hooded eyes. But then Tristan caught his gaze an issue a silent challenge: cut in. I dare you. — Lorraine Heath
Within the shadows of honor, courage often walks in silence.
-Engraved on the monument Clay built — Lorraine Heath
If she'd spun on her heel and left the room, Jack would have laughed at her retreat. And if she'd stayed, staring him down and trying to shame him into leaving, they'd probably still be standing there. — Lorraine Heath
But you also admitted to her being in the shadows and not having a clear view of him."
"What would be his motive?"
"Perhaps he saw me kissing Mary."
"Killing the man for kissing your betrothed seems a bit drastic."
I would, he thought, surprised by the vehement behind the words. — Lorraine Heath
He ducked down under the wooden slats used to separate the stalls in the barn and crawled into the adjacent stall where he began rubbing the belly of the chestnut mare.
"Lay down, Lady. Please ... it's awful cold tonight. Please lay down."
The mare complied as she always did to the soothing tone in his voice. Drawing the blanket up tightly around him, he lay down beside the horse, moving in close to her side. He was careful to place his frozen feet near enough to her for warmth, but not so near that she'd protest.
"They had a real purty tree, Lady, with candles. Bet it didn't look as purty from the inside, though. Weren't no snow on the inside."
He snuggled in closer to the warm beast. "Merry Christmas, Lady," he whispered.
The mare nickered and moved her head in closer to the boy as he drifted off to sleep, the scent of hay and livestock surrounding them. — Lorraine Heath
She'd been a silly girl then, full of childish dreams. Sometimes she missed that young girl. — Lorraine Heath
How many times could a mother's heart break? An infinite number of times. Each time her children were hurt. She'd long ago accepted the pain of it, as well as the stoicism to never let it show. It was a mother's lot in life. — Lorraine Heath
It hurts to cry," she said, her voice raspy.
"It hurts worse not to."
"Did you cry?"
"For four days straight."
"Is that how long it took you to bury them?"
"Yes, ma'am," he said in a voice that sounded like stone grating against stone. — Lorraine Heath
What the devil is that? Jack asked.
Frannie eased around to see what Jack was staring at. Greystone's back bore a painting of an unusual creature with fire coming out of its mouth and wings spread wide. — Lorraine Heath
She indicated that she fantasized about men. Now I'm left to wonder if women would pay to have their fantasies realized. Perhaps we should expand our business to include offerings for ladies. — Lorraine Heath
Would you rather leave?"
"Absolutely not. I may be bloodied, but I can still carry a sword. — Lorraine Heath
From the corner of her eye, she watched Clay walk to his wagon, where he'd find no shade.
Isolated.
Alone.
How simple it would be to prepare him a plate and walk to the wagon to give it to him.
How difficult to step into his world of loneliness. — Lorraine Heath
I fear you're correct there. Catherine warns me that he has the look of a scoundrel about him."
"Jack has told me that he's not going to let his daughter out of the house until she's forty. — Lorraine Heath
Stop your complaining," Sterling demanded, before Frannie could reply. "I'll have you know I've paid good money to have beautiful ladies towel me off."
She jerked her head around to look at him, and a charming blush crept up her cheeks.
He grinned at her. "Some foreign countries have lovely customs. — Lorraine Heath
What are you doing?" she asked.
Grimacing, he considered returning his mouth to hers and kissing her until she forgot the question and his strange behavior, but he had to know the truth. Dammit, he had to know. "Amelia told me that her toes curl when Houston kisses her. I was just trying to see if your toes curl when I kiss you."
She turned a lovely shade of rose and rolled her shoulders toward her chin. "My whole body curls when you kiss me."
"Your whole body?"
She nodded quickly."Every inch."
"Well, hell," he said as he settled his mouth greedily over hers with plans to keep her body tightly curled for the remainder of the night.
-Dallas and Dee — Lorraine Heath
Shame, when she was younger, had stopped her. Fear, as she grew older, trapped the truth within her. — Lorraine Heath
his way across the slanted roof over the — Lorraine Heath
This time James Swindler strode into the room. It had always irritated Jack that Swindler had the uncanny knack to give the impression he belonged, regardless of the surroundings. He'd probably look comfortable strolling through Buckingham Palace. — Lorraine Heath
Ah, Loree," he whispered near her ear. "You should hear the music."
-Austin — Lorraine Heath
The skies were overcast. As the carriage rumbled along, Rafe watched the shadows weave in and out, dance over and around her as she gazed out the window. And blast it all if he didn't envy their ability to touch her so lightly. — Lorraine Heath
A sound startled him, and to his everlasting irritation, his body jerked. The nurse was standing at the foot of the bed. Did they all have to creep around? He was going to insist bells be sewn onto everyone's clothes so he was aware of them approaching. — Lorraine Heath
Much ado was always made about secretive meetings. — Lorraine Heath
Holding his daughter close with one arm, he pointed toward the distant horizon. "As far as you can see - it all belongs to you, Faith. Someday, I'll take you to the top of a windmill and teach you to dream. When you reach for some of those dreams, you might fall ... but your mother and I will be there to catch you because that's what love means: always being there. I love you, little girl." He pressed a kiss to his daughter's cheek. "So much ... it hurts. But I reckon that's part of love, too."
-Dallas — Lorraine Heath
It seems melancholy weather."
"I prefer to think of it more as weather designed for reflection."
"You are the eternal optimist. — Lorraine Heath
I understand why you did what you did. Perhaps a part of me even admires you for it. But I can't forgive you for it. — Lorraine Heath
I'm so skilled at convincing people of lies, but I don't know how to convince you of the truth. I love you with all my heart and all of my soul. I will love you until I draw my last breath. — Lorraine Heath
Miss Velvet."
"Lord, darlin'. You're the only man in this state who would tip his hat to a whore." She ushered the other women along and stopped beside Jake. "You haven't been back to see me, darlin'."
"No, ma'am."
"You won't be coming back to see me, will you?"
He shook his head. "No, ma'am. I won't."
She smiled, a warm, pretty smile. "It's just as well. A man like you, darlin', shouldn't have to pay a woman. You take care of yourself now, you hear?"
He returned her smile. "Yes, ma'am. I will."
She reached out, touching the raised comer of his mouth with the tip of her finger. "Lord, darlin', I don't know how any woman could walk away from that smile. — Lorraine Heath
Maybe only those who faced death daily were able to recognize that courages could be as quiet as a man's thoughts — Lorraine Heath
You loved her, but you let her marry some other fella? Why'd you do a fool thing like that?"
"Because it was best for her."
"How do you know it was best for her?"
Houston swiveled his head and captured his brother's gaze. "What?"
Austin shrugged. "What if what you thought was best for her wasn't what she wanted?"
"What are you talking about?"
Austin slid his backside across the porch. "I'm not learned in these matters so I don't understand how you know what you did was best for her."
-Houston and Austin — Lorraine Heath
Fascinating. He'd never known a woman who didn't take up
residence in front of a looking glass. "Why have you an aversion to
gazing in the mirror?"
"Because within a mirror I can't avoid looking into my own eyes. The
life I've lived is reflected in my eyes and there are parts of it that I wish
to forget."
"Yet, it has made you the fascinating woman you are. — Lorraine Heath
Have you ever wanted something so badly that you would do anything, believe anything in order to acquire it? — Lorraine Heath
One did not complain about having in abundance that which others wished desperately to obtain. — Lorraine Heath
He picked up his knife and started carving again. He concentrated on the lines and planes of the wood to keep his mind from wandering too far into the past.
He had his own wounds that refused to heal. — Lorraine Heath
In my world travels, I saw a good many varieties of butterflies. They're incredibly delicate creatures, but they shouldn't be underestimated. Observing them as I did, I learned a valuable lesson. Sometimes if you surround a butterfly too closely, it couldn't fly if it wanted to. — Lorraine Heath
You don't know how loud the silence is or how deeply it cuts. — Lorraine Heath
sometimes, silence can be very loud — Lorraine Heath
But she'd lost a good deal of her innocence there, because she'd discovered so much she couldn't control. — Lorraine Heath
Ainsley cleared his throat. "Allow me to apologize for my brother. He's not been himself since he returned home."
"With all due respect, Your Grace, I suspect he's being exactly himself. He's just simply no longer the person you knew before he left. — Lorraine Heath
Words on paper are not the same as blood on hands. — Lorraine Heath
He wondered if his own child would like to
have a dog, then shook off the thought. He was years
away from having a child. He needed a wife first - and
obtaining her would be far more trouble than obtaining
a mistress. Here, he had yet to get a mistress. — Lorraine Heath
You can't imagine how much it hurts to be ignored by people ... you respect. You don't know how loud the silence is or how deeply it cuts. It's bad enough watching the hatred touch my brothers. I'd rather die than see it touch you. — Lorraine Heath
I'm never touching her again," Austin swore.
"You'll touch her," his brothers said in unison. — Lorraine Heath
Were you really not frightened?"
"Sometimes I was terrified, but that was the whole point."
"You wanted to be afraid?" She couldn't imagine deliberately putting herself in a position of fear.
"I wanted to test my courage, my determination. It was a journey of
discovery, but it was more about what I discovered within myself. What I
discovered about the world was simply a bonus."
"And what did you discover - about yourself, I mean?"
"That I'm not nearly as weak as I thought, nor nearly as strong as I'd
hoped. — Lorraine Heath
Dallas to Cordelia:
You were my dream, Dee. I just didn't know it.The part of me that I was always searching for. — Lorraine Heath
Meg felt her heart lurch. It bothered her that the twins realized that she hated their brother. The words coming from their innocent mouths sounded so ugly. — Lorraine Heath
He heard a soft voice calling him and turned towards it, trying to focus the vision before him. It wasn't his mother. If he weren't so tired, he would have smiled. He hadn't expected to find an angel in Hell.
The angel, her image blurred, a whiteness surrounding her, would understand. The angel would know.
"Why couldn't she love me?" he asked. The angel's answer was garbled. He strained to understand the words, not all his senses failed him as he slipped back into the abyss on the edge of Hell.
And the angel knelt down beside the bed and wept. — Lorraine Heath
She thought her world had stopped
falling apart, but she was wrong. It had simply become
isolated, her focus narrowed to struggling not to
continually grieve for all that had been irrevocably lost — Lorraine Heath
Come now, Olivia, where's your sense of humor?" Jack asked.
"It made a hasty departure when you entered my life. — Lorraine Heath
Gentlemen, if I truly want something, you do not have it within your power to stop me from obtaining it. — Lorraine Heath
Her features were exquisite perfection, carved by nature with obvious care and never altered by the harshness of life. — Lorraine Heath
With a book, she could at least visit with people, even if it was vicariously, even if they didn't exist beyond someone's imagination. — Lorraine Heath
A man always has a choice — Lorraine Heath
Have you ever loved anyone?"
"You mean besides my mum?"
Luke was dumbfounded as he stared at Jack. He knew his friend's story. "She sold you when you were five."
Jack shrugged. "Doesn't mean I didn't love her. Just means she didn't love me. — Lorraine Heath
You should watch your words, Your Grace. I shall take them to heart."
"I should like that, Miss Darling."
"You seem to be flirting with me, Your Grace, but I don't think you should lose sight of the fact that I'm with you tonight only because of your threat to have one of my orphans arrested."
"I only seem to be flirting? Then I must put forth greater effort so I leave no doubt. — Lorraine Heath
What do you want want to be remembered for?" she asked tartly.
He slowly shook his head. "I just want to be remembered. — Lorraine Heath
There's no greater gift than a love returned in equal measure. — Lorraine Heath
Sighing, she looked out at the fog. It was like life, preventing her from seeing what was beyond reach. She wasn't unhappy. She simply felt that something important was missing from her life — Lorraine Heath
They were bound together by the things they'd done. Things the nobility could never comprehend being desperate enough to do — Lorraine Heath
But in the moonlight they were
little more than silhouettes. A reflection of her life. A
mere shadow of what she'd expected it to be. — Lorraine Heath
You don't care what people think," he said.
She couldn't tell from the way he emphasized the words if he was asking a question or making an observation. Still, she felt obliged to answer.
"Of course I care. To a certain extent we all care, but we can't care to the point that we live in fear of others' opinion, that we allow them to change who we are. We must be willing to stand up and defend what represents the very core of our being. Otherwise what is the purpose of individuality? We'd be nothing but imitations of each other, and I daresay we'd all be rather boring. — Lorraine Heath
And while she pretended he was someone else, he would pretend she had no reason to imagine he was anyone other than who he was. — Lorraine Heath
I almost envy your horse," she said, "because these thighs hug him all day."
-Rebecca to Jake — Lorraine Heath
Life is a journey, Frannie darling," Feagan had once told me. "Choose well those with whom you travel."
As always, I've followed Feagan's counsel. — Lorraine Heath
Because I would very much like to kiss you, Miss Darling, and unlike you, I'm not in the habit of taking what rightfully belongs to someone else. — Lorraine Heath
Has any woman ever touched you?" she asked as she splayed her fingers over his thigh.
"No."
"Do you want a woman to touch you?"
"No."
She stilled, and Clay pushed himself up. He cradled her check in his palm. "I want you to touch me. — Lorraine Heath
She's as beautiful as her mother." He lifted his gaze to his wife's. "I'm never gonna touch you again."
Amelia looked at Cordelia. "Will you take her now?" Gingerly, Cordelia wrapped the child within her arms. "I mean it this time," Houston said.
"I know you do," Amelia said as she touched his cheek. — Lorraine Heath
Austin stood. "All right, I will." He walked to the door and stopped, his hand on the latch. He gazed back over his shoulder. "That woman you love ... Do I know her?"
Houston forced himself to meet his brother's gaze. The boy only knew one woman, if he didn't count the whores in Dusty Flats. "Yeah, you do."
"She never left your side, not for one minute."
"She should have."
"Well, I'm not learned in these matters, but I'd like to think if a woman ever loved me as much as that one loves you ... I'd crawl through hell to be by her side. — Lorraine Heath
Cordelia!"
She staggered to a stop and slowly turned as her father's voice reverberated around the room.
"You just accused your brothers of trying to commit murder."
"No, Father. From this day forward, Cameron is the only brother I have. If you allow these two to remain in your home after what I have just told you, then I also have no father."
"You're as high-spirited and stubborn as your mother. I warned Leigh that he needed to keep a tight rein on you, but he wouldn't listen."
"Dallas isn't one to follow in other men's footsteps. Giving him permission to marry me was the finest gift you could have ever given me. — Lorraine Heath
I don't trust good fortune that comes so easily. There is always a price to be paid, Frannie. Always." He gave her a cocky grin. "I want to know the price before I have to pay it. — Lorraine Heath
You may not see it, but even the lowliest servant has value, purpose, worth. Everyone has a place and none of those places should be diminished. — Lorraine Heath
The library, I presume," he said quietly. "I've a fondness for libraries. — Lorraine Heath
I'd close those eyes again if I were you."
Sterling jerked his head to the side to discover his worst nightmare sitting there.
Swindler's gaze bore into him.
"It would be unfortunate if Graves misjudged the seriousness of your injury, and you were to suddenly expire on the spot. Frannie would be terribly disappointed," Swindler said. — Lorraine Heath
Sometimes having the dream makes you more content than having the reality. — Lorraine Heath
The price you pay for waltzing with the devil is residing in hell. — Lorraine Heath
Expectations were never in
short supply.
"Do you want to know?" he asked.
"I suppose it depends on the answer."
"Which answer would you prefer?"
"I'm not really sure. Both leave a lot to be desired. — Lorraine Heath
I have come to discover men are such prideful creatures."
"And we're not?"
"Of course we are. But we are more capable of bending. Men tend to break. — Lorraine Heath
If you ever put yourself in harm's way like that again, I'll put you over my knee."
"And do what?" she asked indignantly.
He lifted his gaze to hers, and she saw the worry in his eyes, before he smiled.
"Kiss your bare bottom. — Lorraine Heath
Sometimes little is better than nothing at all. — Lorraine Heath
Once they were beyond hearing, Miss Darling said, "The upstairs is rather boring. It's only bedchambers."
"I've never found bedchambers to be boring. — Lorraine Heath
I told you to stay off that goddamn horse, but you wouldn't listen! And I paid the price for your stubbornness. For forty-three days I traveled through hell, wanting that woman like I've never wanted anything in my life. For forty-three days, I drew your goddamn brand in the dirt to remind myself that she belonged to you, that she deserved the best of men. Think what you want of me, but never for one goddamn minute think less of her because you forced her into my company.
-Houston to Dallas — Lorraine Heath
She tiptoed her fingers along his back. "Were you really making love to me?"
He rolled back over onto her. "If you have to ask, then I'm obviously not doing it well enough. Let me try a bit more diligently before I go searching for a dragon. — Lorraine Heath
He met Austin's gaze over the top of Faith's head. "I sure hope your baby is a boy."
"Reckon we need to even things out a little, don't we?"
Rawley gave him a brusque nod. "We men folk are sorely outnumbered."
Austin laughed, remembering a time when that was exactly what Dallas had wanted: more women out in West Texas.
-Austin and Rawley — Lorraine Heath
How could he give her so much, yet leave her so little. — Lorraine Heath
Why did you think my reason for being here had something to do with Frannie?" Luke asked. "Because she's what we all have in common." "No, Feagan is what we all have in common." "But Frannie is the one we all circle around to protect. — Lorraine Heath
He'd built a wall around his heart to protect it, and she was slowly brick by brick, smile by smile, laugh by laugh, kindness by kindness, tearing it down. Tomorrow he'd refortify it.
Tonight he simply wanted the haven she could provide. — Lorraine Heath
I can't help the way they are, but I'll be damned before I become like them. — Lorraine Heath
Once, when our paths crossed, he told me that the kindest thing I'd ever done was to not marry him. Perhaps because he was passionately in love with a woman who possessed the wisdom to adore him as he deserved. — Lorraine Heath
Why did you tell me all this?"
"So if I die, you'd know not to come looking for me when you get to heaven. — Lorraine Heath
He skidded to a dead halt and stared hard at Austin. The boy's chin carried so many nicks from his first shave that it was a wonder he hadn't bled to death. He was a year older than Houston had been when he'd last stood on a battlefield. Sweet Lord, Houston had never had the opportunity to shave his whole face; he'd never flirted with girls, wooed women, or danced through the night. He'd never loved.
Not until Amelia.
And he'd given her up because he'd thought it was best for her. Because he had nothing to offer her but a one-roomed log cabin, a few horses, a dream so small that it wouldn't cover the palm of her hand.
And his heart. His wounded heart. — Lorraine Heath
I am the bookkeeper, after all, and as a rule the numbers don't behave too badly. — Lorraine Heath
Gloating with witnesses is so much more enjoyable. — Lorraine Heath
You managed to do the same with my heart, didn't you, Frannie? You stole it, and I didn't even feel it happening. — Lorraine Heath