I'm Not A Gentle Pony...

Anthony Looked Down At His Evil Clutches -- Hands, He Reminded Himself, Hands -- And Grinned Anew.

Love's About Finding The One Person Who Makes Your Heart Complete. Who Makes You A Better Person Than You Ever Dreamed You Could Be. Its About Looking In The Eyes Of Your Wife And Knowing All The Way To Your Bones That She's Simply The Best Person You've Ever Known.

Don’t Look So Upset,” Hyacinth Said, Once It Was Just The Two Of Them Again. “you’re Quite A Catch.” He Looked At Her Assessingly. “is One Meant To Say Such Things Quite So Directly?” She Shrugged. “not To Men One Is Trying To Impress.” “touché, Miss Bridgerton.” She Sighed Happily. “my Three Favorite Words.” Of That, He Had No Doubt.

Weakness Never Got Anyone Anywhere.

Tonight," He Whispered, His Voice Hoarse And Hot In Her Ear, "i Will Make You Mine." -simon To Daphne