The Colonel's Lady Quotes

“I've been thinking of something your father said - that the true measure of love is what one is willing to give up for it. He was talking about freedom - fighting for liberty. But I believe 'tis the same for love as war.”
― Laura Frantz, The Colonel's Lady

“His tender tone turned her heart over. She obliged, tilting her head back slightly and looking up at him in the firelit darkness. When he bent his head and his mouth met hers, she gave a little sigh, her lips parting slightly in surprise and expectation. He kissed her with the same sure decisiveness with which he did everything else, his mouth trailing to her cheek and chin and ear, returning again and again to her mouth and lingering there, his breath mingling with her own.

She felt adrift in small, sharp bursts of pleasure. Was this how a man was suppose to kiss a woman? Tenderly... firmly... repeatedly? His fingers fanned through her hair till the pins gave way and wayward locks spilled like black ribbon to the small of her back. In answer, her arms circled his neck, bringing him nearer, every kiss sweeter and surer than the one before. Soon they were lost in a haze of sighs and murmurs and caresses.”
― Laura Frantz, The Colonel's Lady

“She could no longer remember what Ambrose looked like, or smelled like, or was like. All she knew was Cassius Clayton McLinn. All she wanted began and ended with him.”
― Laura Frantz, The Colonel's Lady

“As soon as she set foot outside, she could hear the empty conversation and laughter resume. Like sounding brass and tinkling cymbals.”
― Laura Frantz, The Colonel's Lady

“Promise me, Roxie,” he said again. The way he said her name—low and slow and sweet—was like nothing she’d ever heard. She could feel his eyes on her in such a way it was as if he was tracing the oval of her face with his fingers. And all her halfhearted talk of leaving turned to ashes. “I promise.”
― Laura Frantz, The Colonel's Lady

“And if one prevail against him, two shall withstand him; and a threefold cord is not quickly broken.”
― Laura Frantz, The Colonel's Lady

“If I win, you must abstain from all spirits for at least a fortnight. Not a drop.” “Not a drop,” he echoed, eyes warm with amused light. “And if I win?” She gave a little shrug and set down her cup. “Ask for whatever you wish.” He grew thoughtful, all levity gone. “’Tis customary in Ireland for a man to take his pick of any woman present and kiss her as his prize.”
― Laura Frantz, The Colonel's Lady

“He sat down on the bed and gathered her up in his arms as if she were a child. Like Abby, she thought woozily. Like Papa had with her so long ago. Weak, she succumbed to the heady scent of him, gave in to the unfamiliar feel of his arms and solidness of his chest as he cradled her.”
― Laura Frantz, The Colonel's Lady

“Please, I don’t want to fall in love with you. Aye, he could honor that. But she’d not said anything about him falling in love with her.”
― Laura Frantz, The Colonel's Lady

“The truth is Fort Endeavor needs you.” Confused, she shifted in her seat, darting a look at him. “I need you,” he amended quietly. “Not just your services as scrivener. I need your goodness and gentleness and strength. Sometimes I think you’re the only one I can trust, even above my own officers.”
― Laura Frantz, The Colonel's Lady

“Please . . . forgive me.” “Aye, I will,” he said in measured tones, removing his tricorn. “If you’ll return to Fort Endeavor with me.”
― Laura Frantz, The Colonel's Lady

“A ripple of amusement passed through the gathering. Cass held out his hand and Roxanna held her breath. Would he even charm a mute child? Pensive, Abby studied him before extending her own small hand. He took it, and the music began again, but not before he’d stood her little feet atop his polished boots. Around and around he danced with her, holding on to her hands, her feet firmly planted atop his own.”
― Laura Frantz, The Colonel's Lady

“He turned back to her. “And may I have the pleasure of the first dance, Miss Rowan?” She gave him a slightly wide-eyed stare, while his eyes narrowed and crinkled at the corners, full of mischief. Mercy . . . he does work quite a spell.”
― Laura Frantz, The Colonel's Lady

“scourge so common to soldiers. She thought”
― Laura Frantz, The Colonel's Lady

“That man is in love with you, Roxanna Rowan. Why don’t you see it?”
― Laura Frantz, The Colonel's Lady

“He said a bit more gently, “Your father was often in this room. It seems right having you here.” “Bella will wonder if I tarry.” “Let her wonder, Roxie. Let them all wonder.” His tone was so mellow, so inviting, she felt her dilemma play plainly across her face. “I won’t offer you a drink, if that’s what you’re worried about.”
― Laura Frantz, The Colonel's Lady

“Lord, soften his arrogance and temper and intemperate habits. Make him a man after Your own heart . . . because somehow, against my will and surely Yours, he’s stolen mine.”
― Laura Frantz, The Colonel's Lady

“Law, but ain’t the colonel full of surprises? When he told me to fetch yo’ things cuz he wanted you up here tonight, I was almost as surprised as when he hightailed it out o’ here to carry you back from Smitty’s Fort. I figure he’ll be askin’ to marry you next.”
― Laura Frantz, The Colonel's Lady

“He’d have to keep a careful watch on her once the polemen came ashore. These free-spirited Frenchmen, whom he liked well enough, became absolute devils when drunk, their antics so spectacularly sinful they made his most hardened soldiers blush.”
― Laura Frantz, The Colonel's Lady

“You’re much too lovely—and well dressed—to be sitting alone by the fire, Miss Rowan.”
― Laura Frantz, The Colonel's Lady

“No need to get uppity now. There’s just all kinds of talk swirlin’ since Colonel McLinn abandoned his men at maneuvers and come to yo’ cabin like he did. You know what folks are startin’ to call you, don’t you?” She darted a sly look her way. “ ‘The Colonel’s Lady.”
― Laura Frantz, The Colonel's Lady

“have to show me how it’s done.” “I’ll fetch LeSourd,” Bella said, going toward the dining”
― Laura Frantz, The Colonel's Lady