“Squabbling over too little is just human nature. But it says a great deal about a person, what they do with abundance.”

“Her chin lifted. “Very well. Here is my best offer. Half of my nakedness for all of yours.”He pretended to think on it. ” It’s a bargain.”

“You’re my home, Susanna. My home, my heart, my dearest love. Wherever you are, that’s where I belong. Always.” – Victor Bramwell, Earl of Rycliff”

“I will insist you be man enough to take it. I won’t have you making light of my feelings, or making light of yourself—as if you’re not worthy of them. Because you are worthy, Colin. You’re a generous, good-hearted person, and you deserve to be loved. Deeply, truly, well, and often.”He looked utterly bewildered. Well, what did he expect, after the power he’d given her? He couldn’t compare a woman to a torrentially beautiful monsoon, and then look surprised that he’d gotten wet. “You reckless man.” She laid a touch to his cheek. “You really should be more careful with those compliments.”

“A hint of sensual frustration roughened his voice.“And I will curse the gods along with them, Min. Some wild monsoon raged through me as I looked at you just now. It’s left me rearranged inside, and I don’t have a map.”

“He laced his hands behind his neck and propped his boots on the opposite arm of the sofa. If an artist were to capture this image, it would have been labeled,Smugness: A Portrait. She wanted to shake him.”

“No, Susanna, ” he said. “I cannot love you just a little. If that’s what you want, you must find a different man.” His green eyes were breathtaking in their intensity. His thumb brushed her bottom lip. “Because I can only love you entirely. With everything I am, and everything I ever will be. Body, mind, heart, soul.”

“I knew right then you were the only one for me.” He pulled her handfrom his face, kissed her palm, then pressed it flat against his chest. “Beatings, battles, fights. No matter how bleak the circumstance, no matter how my soul despaired … this heart never once gave up.” His voice deepened, went thick with emotion. “I’ve a theory as to why. Do you want to hear it?”She nodded.”This heart is yours. It’s yours,” he said. “It always will be.”

“You don’t want me to feel obligated? Well, I’m sorry, Lily. I am herebecause I feel obligated.” He brought her hand to his chest, pressing herpalm flat against his rapidly thumping pulse. “I’m obligated by my heart. It’sdecided you’re essential to my existence, you see. And it’s threatening to go out on labor strike if I don’t make you mine this very day. So yes. I am here on bended knee, acting from a deep, undeniable sense of obligation. I am, quite simply, yours.” He swallowed hard. “If you’ll have me.”

“Clearly the sight of a well-muscled forearm incited a woman to utter depravity. How else to explain the invention of cuffs?”

“I’m infatuated with you, I cannot deny it. Physically speaking, you’re a very attractive man. But I don’t like you, the vast majority of the time. So far as I can gather, you behave abominably in public and are only marginally better in private. I only find you remotely tolerable when you’re kissing me.”

“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.”

“Oh, dear.” She let her head fall back to the pillow. “There it went. I’ve fallen in love with you now.””Just now?” Chuckling, he came to a sitting position, resting his forearm on one bent knee. “Well, thank God for belated blessings.” He ran a handthrough his hair. “It’s been coming on rather longer than that for me.””What?” She sat bolt upright. “What can you mean? Since when?””From the first, Amelia. From the very first.”

“Oh no. Don’t smile. You’ll kill me. I stop breathing when you smile.”