265 Quotes by Melanie Dickerson

But what stuck in her mind was the way Lord Hamlin had looked at her. Thinking of that, her face began to burn once again.

Gisela wanted to say something. “Of course. Be careful.” Dumb. Of course he won’t be careful. He’s jousting.

Her lips were suddenly on his again, and he lost his balance and almost fell backward off the bench. Now that he’d finally been able to kiss her, she apparently liked it. He had thought she would take off his blindfold first, but he wasn’t about to complain.

With the scolding half frown and lowered brows, she took his breath away. What would she do if he put his hands on either side of her face and kissed her lips? Probably slap him.

I don’t need prestige or wealth,” he said softly. “I need you, and I want you with me forever.

Well, he would share her, but only for a little while. When the ball was over, he would make sure she slept inside the castle tonight, with his sister Margaretha. In fact, he might just make sure she never left the castle. He didn’t intend for her to ever be without protection again.

Margaretha suddenly plastered herself against his chest, burying her face in his shoulder and clinging to him with one hand, while she held the torch in her other hand away from them. He wrapped his arm around her, to protect her.

Jesus sacrificed Himself not so Steffan could feel guilty but so he did not have to.

She had no right to enjoy his touch. She was a terrible friend in that moment, because she wanted him. Oh, how she wanted him to love her! To always be near to hold her and protect her.