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“The count said in careful English, "That was perhaps not, as you English say, very sporting."
"Games are played to win," Cameron said. "And we're Scottish.”
― Jennifer Ashley, The Many Sins of Lord Cameron

“I don't want to be friends with you, Ainsley Douglas. I want to be your lover. I want to bury myself inside you, I want to find out whether you taste as good all the way down, I want to feel you squeezing me, and I want to hear your cries as you take me inside you.”
― Jennifer Ashley, The Many Sins of Lord Cameron

“He'd done everything in his power to make damn certain that Daniel never had to fear coming home. At that endeavor, Cameron knew he'd already surpassed his own father.”
― Jennifer Ashley, The Many Sins of Lord Cameron

“In the past, Cameron, worrying about Ian, would go make sure that he wasn’t sitting alone in a huddle, or staring for hours at a Ming bowl, or pouring over some endless mathematical exercise. These days, Cameron knew that Ian used the excuse of not liking crowds to spend more time alone with his wife – in bed.”
― Jennifer Ashley, The Many Sins of Lord Cameron

“Ian slid the pot of honey toward his plate. "We should go back upstairs," he said to Beth.

"What?" Beth looked up from a list she was writing. "Why?"

Ian rose and pulled back Beth's chair without answering. Ian had difficulty lying, so when he knew he shouldn't say what was on his mind, he'd learned to keep his mouth firmly closed.

Beth knew him well, though. Without arguing, she let him take her arm and steer her from the table. Before he walked away, Ian reached back and snatched the honey pot from the table, balancing the pot in his hand as he led Beth from the room.”
― Jennifer Ashley, The Many Sins of Lord Cameron

“A couple can be quite intimate without sharing bodies - though you will likely not believe that, my Cam. But it can be true. What I feel for you is highly intense, whether you are standing next to me or living a hundred miles away. I do not have to be touching you at all to experience what I feel.”
― Jennifer Ashley, The Many Sins of Lord Cameron

“Daniel walked as tall and strong as Ian or Mac, even Hart. "They grow up so fast," Angelo said when he reacheed Cam.

Cameron glanced at him, thinking the man joking, but Angelo's dark eyes were serious.

"Chilhood is gone in the wink of an eye, and then they have to be men. You Anglos are strange, sending your sons out into the world as soon as they get tall enough. My family has been together forever."

"I notice you don't live with them, Angelo, so don't become sentimental. Besides my family is together. Just a bit spread out."

"Rich Anglos need too much space."

"That is true, but it keeps us from killing each other.”
― Jennifer Ashley, The Many Sins of Lord Cameron

“Get me into the game, Izzy," Cameron said when he reached Isabella at the edge of Hart’s well-groomed lawn. Pairs of ladies and gentlemen waited beyond, a few gentlemen swinging mallets and rolling shoulders to show off for the ladies.

Isabella turned to Cameron in surprise. "We’re playing croquet."

"Yes, I know what the devil it is. Give me a damned mallet."

"But you hate croquet." Isabella continued to blink green eyes at him.

"I don’t hate it today. I want you to pair me with Mrs. Douglas."

"Ah." Isabella’s surprised look turned to one of interest. "Mrs. Douglas, is it?”
― Jennifer Ashley, The Many Sins of Lord Cameron

“El, you are telling me to run away with a man to become his mistress."

"I am telling you to be happy. Even if it lasts only a little while. We must snatch what we can when we have the chance. Life is so very lonely when we don't.”
― Jennifer Ashley, The Many Sins of Lord Cameron

“Daniel swept Ainsley into a strong hug. "I knew you'd come back. Didn't I say so? Dad!” he bellowed up the stairs as he set Ainsley on her feet. "It’s Ainsley!"

"He knows, lad". Mac laughed. "I think the whole county knows.”
― Jennifer Ashley, The Many Sins of Lord Cameron

“Why are you all buttoned up like that?" Cameron ran his gaze down the blackberry-shaped buttons of her bodice.[...] "You were happy to bare all last night," Cameron said. He let his mallet handler hover an inch from her chest. "Your bodice was down here."

Ainsley cleared her throat. "Low neckline for evening, high for morning."[...]

"This doesn’t suit you," Cameron said.

"I can’t help the fashion, Lord Cameron."

Cameron poked the top button with his gloved finder. "Undo this."

Ainsley jumped. "What?"

"Unbutton your damned frock."

She nearly choked. "Why?"

"Because I want you to." Cameron's smile spread across his face, slow and sinful, and his voice went low. Dangerous. "Tell me, Mrs. Douglas. How many buttons will you undo for me?”
― Jennifer Ashley, The Many Sins of Lord Cameron

“Blackmailers are never satisfied." His laughter faded into bitterness.

"Aren't they? How do you know?"

His words were empty, hollow. "When you're the brother of a duke and your wife died in mysterious circumstances, sharks come out of the woodwork."

"That's a mixed metaphor."

"Bugger metaphors. They're human sharks and they come out of the shadows when you least expect them.”
― Jennifer Ashley, The Many Sins of Lord Cameron

“I'm not here to talk about my wife," he said.

Ainsley's eyes were filled with anger for him. "Very well, what did you come here to talk about?"

Cameron touched the top button of her dull gray afternoon dress and forced his voice to soften "I came to ask how many buttons you'll undo for me today.”
― Jennifer Ashley, The Many Sins of Lord Cameron

“I don't want you back because you feel obligated to me, love," he said. "That's the devil of wedding vows - they make you do things for a person you maybe should run away from. Come back to me because you want to, not because you think you ought to. Do you understand?”
― Jennifer Ashley, The Many Sins of Lord Cameron

“My heart is where you are, Ainsley. So when you leave..." Cameron made an empty gesture.

"I'll come back," she said stubbornly.

"To this wreck of a man? Why should you?"

"Because I love you”
― Jennifer Ashley, The Many Sins of Lord Cameron

“You never forget the love of your life, Ainsley Douglas, no matter what he did to anger you, and no matter how much time has passed.”
― Jennifer Ashley, The Many Sins of Lord Cameron

“I am a bad man, very bad, but in a different way. I want to ravish you until we’re both senseless with it, and then I want to do it all over again.”
― Jennifer Ashley, The Many Sins of Lord Cameron

“...Mac, I want you to go back to the house and make sure the ladies don't get the idea to go searching as well. I told Eleanor not to, but you know the Mackenzie females."

Mac scowled."Hell, Hart, can't you find something easier for me to do? Go up against an army of assassins in my underwear, maybe?”
― Jennifer Ashley, The Duke's Perfect Wife

“Hart caressed the letters of baby Graham’s name. “Mac likes to say, We’re Mackenzies. We break what we touch. But this little Mackenzie… he broke me.”
― Jennifer Ashley, The Duke's Perfect Wife

“For God's sake!" Hart sprang to his feet.

Everyone at the table stopped and stared at him, including Ian. "Do I have to be made a mockery of in my own house?"

Mac leaned back in his chair, his hands behind his head. "Would you prefer we made a mockery of you in the street? In Hyde Park, maybe? In the middle of Pall Mall? The card room in your club?"

"Mac, shut it!”
― Jennifer Ashley, The Duke's Perfect Wife

“This was the Hart Eleanor had known years ago, the one she'd agreed without hesitation to marry. He'd had the body of a god, a smile that melted her heart, a sinful glint in his eyes that had been just for her and her alone.”
― Jennifer Ashley, The Duke's Perfect Wife

“Hart pointed at the carriage. "Get in."

Eleanor started, and the cake vendor, who'd been watching with evident enjoyment, looked worried. "No need," Eleanor said to Hart. "I'll find a hansom. I've brought Maigdlin an I have so many parcels."

"Get into the carriage, El, or I'll strap you to the top of it."

Eleanor rolled her eyes and took another bite of seedcake.”
― Jennifer Ashley, The Duke's Perfect Wife

“i can always find you”
― Jennifer Ashley

“The trick is to find that one person who can give it back as good as they can take it.”
― Sally Thorne, The Hating Game

“Watching you pretend to hate the nickname is the best part of my day.”
― Sally Thorne, The Hating Game

“It's a corporate truth universally acknowledged that workers would rather eat rat skeletons than participate in group activities.”
― Sally Thorne, The Hating Game

“I have a theory. Hating someone feels disturbingly similar to being in love with them. I've had a lot of time to compare love and hate, and these are my observations.
Love and hate are visceral. Your stomach twists at the thought of that person. The heart in your chest beats heavy and bright, nearly visible through your flesh and clothes. Your appetite and sleep are schredded. Every interaction spikes your blood with adrenaline, and you're in the brink of fight or flight. Your body is barely under your control. You're consumed, and it scares you.
Both love and hate are mirror versions of the same game - and you háve to win. Why? Your heart and your ego. Trust me, I should know.”
― Sally Thorne, The Hating Game

“What are you imagining? Your expression is filthy.”

“Strangling you. Bare hands.” I can barely get the words out. I’m huskier than a phone-sex operator after a double shift.

“So that’s your kink.” His eyes are going dark.

“Only where you’re concerned.”

Both his eyebrows ratchet up, and he opens his mouth as his eyes go completely black, but he does not seem to be able to say a word.

It is wonderful.”
― Sally Thorne, The Hating Game

“I hope it's not too forward of me to say, but your eyes are incredible, Lucy. I die when you blink.”
― Sally Thorne, The Hating Game

“All I want to do is kiss you until I fall asleep. I want to slide in between your sheets, and find out what goes on inside your head, and underneath your clothes. I want to make a fool of myself over you.”
― Sally Thorne, The Hating Game