Victoria Lynne Quotes & Sayings

She took the glass he offered her and drank deeply, then grimaced and shuddered, staring in horror at the contents. "That's ghastly. What is it?" "Hundred-year-old scotch." "No wonder it tastes so vile. Do you have anything more recently brewed? — Victoria Lynne

She pulled away, almost out of breath, and gazed up into his eyes. They were dark with passion and fire, fit within by a golden glow that sent her pulses racing.
"What was that for?" he asked huskily.
"Do I need a reason?"
"Never. — Victoria Lynne

He ran his knuckles over her cheek as their gazes met and held. So much. He had been given so much.
The sound of their daughters' high-pitched laughter drew their gazes away from each other nd toward their children. The girls came running toward them, breathless and excited. Their hair was messed in tousled disarray, their gowns were smeared with dirt, their skin was flushed and rosy. They leaped onto the blanket, tumbling over each other like exuberant puppies as they wrapped their chubby arms about his neck. "Papa, Papa, we want a new game!"
Morgan thought for a moment, overcome with a profound sense of gratitude.
Of all he had been given, perhaps the most significant gift was a deep reverence for life, with all its pain and all its glory. Every loss had meaning. And every day was a new
reason for celebration. — Victoria Lynne

Cole smiled. "Love you," he whispered softly. "I'll be back soon to show you how much. — Victoria Lynne

Oh, Cole," she said, "the jewelry box is lovely - "
"It's not for jewelry."
She gazed up at him, surprised by his somber
tone. "Then what - "
"It's a memory box, Devon. Something in which to store all those memories you collect, so you'll never lose a single one." He paused, looking both tender and serious at once. "Unlike the wedding gift you gave me, this one comes with strings attached. If you accept it, I expect the next fifty years of your life in return to help fill it up."
Devon bit her lip to hide a wayward, trembling smile. "Only the next fifty?"
He shrugged. "We can negotiate after that."
She nodded, swallowing past the tight knot in her throat. "That sounds like a pretty fair deal to me. — Victoria Lynne

What am I going to do with you?" he asked huskily.
"I don't know, but I suspect you'll think of something. — Victoria Lynne

I'll teach you to dance."
She smiled. "Right here?"
"Absolutely."
"Are you going to sing for me as well?"
He sighed. "Have you ever heard a dog howl at the moon?"
"That bad, is it?"
"I'm probably insulting the dog. — Victoria Lynne

Tell me," Cole coaxed again, "how would you handle me?"
"Well," she began hesitantly, her eyes locked on his, "I suppose I'd begin by telling you what a fine figure of a man you are. How handsome - "
"Forget about my pretty face," he interrupted. — Victoria Lynne

She released a small sigh at her own stubbornness. There was no greater fool than a woman who looked at a man and saw what he might be rather than what he actually was. But nothing died harder than a bad idea. — Victoria Lynne

Do you like that, Devon? Do you like the way I touch you? — Victoria Lynne