“I never thought Greek philosophy could make a damn bit of sense to me. And most of it didn't, but those words just seemed right. 'Love is composed of a single soul, inhabiting two bodies.'" He took her by the shoulders drawing her close. "It rang true for me, in a way nothing else did. Whatever soul I had, Katie, I think I placed it in your keeping twenty years ago. And now, it's as if...every time we kiss, you give a little piece of it back.” IfsThinkingWayGivingYearsLittlesTwoSoulPhilosophyBodyBitsLove IsPiecesLove YouKissingYears AgoTwentiesDrawingShouldersGreekDamnI Love YouKatieGreek Philosophy Author:Tessa Dare
“I was afraid. Of getting hurt in other ways. To be truthful, I still am." His thumb stroked her cheek. "I would never hurt you." "I don't think you can promise me that." She squeezed his bruised fingers. "But it makes things a bit more equal, to know that I can hurt you, too." His gaze fell to her lips. He said simply, without any trace of irony, "You are killing me.” ThinkingKnowsWaySaidStillsI CanBitsHurtPromiseEqualFingersKillingLipsIronyTruthfulCheeksThumbsBruisedBeing TruthfulGetting HurtPromise Me Book:One Dance with a Duke Source: One Dance with a Duke
“I'm not going to accept your challenge. There will be no duel." "Why not? Because I'm a woman?" "No, because I've seen the way you spinsters handle a pistol. You'd shoot me dead where I stood.” WayChallengesAcceptingHandleWhy NotPistolsSpinsters Author:Tessa Dare
“He quietly groaned. Again and again, he’d witnessed this phenomenon with his friends. They got married. They were happy in that sated, grateful way of infrequently pleasured men with a now-steady source of coitus. Then they went about crowing as if they’d invented the institution of matrimony and stood to earn a profit for every bachelor they could convert.” IfsMenWaySourceMarriedInstitutionsGratefulProfitPhenomenonSteadyAgain And AgainMatrimonyBachelorsSated Author:Tessa Dare
“This is the normal way with birthdays, see? Amazingly enough, they arrive on the same day, every year.” WayYearsEnoughNormal Book:A Week to Be Wicked Source: A Week to Be Wicked
“She’d always wondered what it would feel like to stand on one end of a ballroom and watch a handsome, powerful man make his way to her. This was as close as she’d ever come to it, she supposed. Standing at Diana’s side. Imagining.” MenWayFeelsEndsSidesPowerfulWatchesStandingHandsomeDianaBallroomPowerful Man Author:Tessa Dare
“When you look at me that way, I feel so beautiful." "You are beautiful." He signed deep in his chest. His hands slid up and down her arms, caressing her roughly. "So damned beautiful." "So are you." She put a hand to his bare chest, tracing the defined ridges of his musculature. "Like a diamond. Hard and gleaming, and cut with all these exquisite facets. Inside...pure, brilliant fire.” WayFeelsLooksHardHandsBeautifulFireCuttingArmsPureBrilliantDefinedChestsDiamondLook At MeUp And DownExquisiteFacetsBeautiful YouRidgesYou Are BeautifulTracing Author:Tessa Dare
