7 Quotes by Victoria Lynne

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?

What am I going to do with you?” he asked huskily.“I don’t know, but I suspect you’ll think of something.

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.

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.

Do you like that, Devon? Do you like the way I touch you?

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.

Cole smiled. “Love you,” he whispered softly. “I’ll be back soon to show you how much.