Lady Eleanor's Seventh Suitor Quotes

“He imagined another man kissing her, touching her, his fingers trailing across that fine, pale skin . . .

Then he imagined himself breaking the man’s fingers. One by one.”
― Anna Bradley, Lady Eleanor's Seventh Suitor

“The night they’d made love, Eleanor had given him everything. She’d placed her body and her pleasure in his hands, yes, but she’d given him her trust, too. He’d felt it in every sigh, every gasp, every kiss, and it had devastated him. Humbled him. It was the sweetest pleasure he’d ever known.”
― Anna Bradley, Lady Eleanor's Seventh Suitor

“Eleanor bit her lip. Camden West appeared remarkably…sturdy. His shoulders were half the length of the mantle, for pity’s sake, and he wasn’t thin or gangly like so many men of such imposing height. Perhaps he padded his coats? Yes, that must be it. The chest and the arms, anyway. Eleanor’s gaze dropped to his tight, buff-colored breeches. He must pad those, as well. Her face heated. My. That was a great deal of padding.”
― Anna Bradley, Lady Eleanor's Seventh Suitor

“Charlotte Sutherland was dancing with Cam’s cousin, Julian West. Handsome, charming, irresistible Julian. Damn shame he was such a rake. With every turn of the dance Julian drew closer to the open French doors leading onto the terrace and the dark garden beyond, his quarry caught in his arms. Such a scenario was a bit worrying for the young lady. Someone could get hurt. Or ruined.”
― Anna Bradley, Lady Eleanor's Seventh Suitor

“He could take Ellie’s freedom. He could take her body. He could take her name and use it, use her, both for Amelia and for himself. He could take her future away, and tell her she owed it to him. Tell himself she owed it to him, too. But he couldn’t take her love. He couldn’t force it from her, or steal it from her. She had to choose to give it to him. She had to reach down into her heart, past the panic and the fear, and offer it to him willingly. Her love was the only thing that mattered. It had always been the only thing that mattered. The best he could do, the most he could do, was try and deserve it.”
― Anna Bradley, Lady Eleanor's Seventh Suitor

“Something in his chest leapt toward her then. His heart, he thought it was, but it didn’t matter, really. Whatever it was, it was a part of him, and he’d never get it back from her. Didn’t want it back.”
― Anna Bradley, Lady Eleanor's Seventh Suitor

“Every night afterward, for months, years, he’d think about this moment and wonder what had made him turn. Had he sensed her before he saw her? Or did he catch her scent? Every night afterward, for months, for years, he’d remind himself it didn’t matter why he’d turned. It mattered only he had, and he’d seen her. Nothing was ever the same again, after that.”
― Anna Bradley, Lady Eleanor's Seventh Suitor

“wickedly full, pixie of a mouth?”
― Anna Bradley, Lady Eleanor's Seventh Suitor