Again The Magic

Efficiently he reached beneath her skirts, smoothing up yards of layered material to find the vulnerable body beneath.

“do you know what hell is?”

“Yes.” Her eyes overflowed. “Trying to exist with your heart living somewhere outside your body.”

. “I’ve found that imitations can sometimes become damned attractive, when one can’t afford the real thing.”

“I’ve never been brave,” Aline shot back. “Bravery isn’t tolerating something merely because there is no other choice.

Remember when you once told me that you didn’t like to take risks? Well, I don’t either.”

“As I recall, I said unnecessary risks,” he replied gently. “But this seems to be a necessary one, doesn’t it?”

, one of the things I adore most about you is that you never try to advise me what to do.”

“I despise advice—it never works.”

Am I doing the wrong thing?” she asked.

“I never define these matters in terms of right and wrong,” Adam replied. “One should make the best choice possible given the circumstances, and then avoid second-guessing for the sake of one’s own sanity.”

Aline wondered how many insults and affronts he had endured over the years, merely because he had committed the unpardonable sin of laboring for his keep.

I don’t believe in love,” he said. “It’s a sugar-coated pill—the first taste is tolerable enough, but you quickly reach the bitter layers beneath.

There, I’ve just made it easier for you,” Adam murmured. “The flames of jealousy have been fanned. Now he won’t rest until he claims his territory. My God, you do like them primitive, don’t you