Love Practically (The Penn-Leiths of Thistle Muir, #1)

by Nichole Van

If she married him, she would learn so much more. But not everything, a part of her whispered. Could she be content with only wee pieces of him? Or would such pieces, over time, become broken glass, cutting and slicing no matter how carefully she handled them?

She wanted him to need her as much as she needed him, to fight for her love and affection, just as she would fight for his.

That’s the price of love, Fox. Joy and grief are two sides of the same coin. Ye cannae have one without the other. It’s foolishness in the extreme tae be so consumed by the possibility of loss that ye miss the joy of love entirely. Sorrow means the heart loved true.”