Bound by Your Touch Quotes

“He smiled. "How kind of you to confirm what I already know. Perhaps next you will introduce me to myself. I hear I am quite popular.”
― Meredith Duran, Bound by Your Touch

“It means that you are my freedom, love."

"Yes," she whispered. That was it exactly. "And you are mine.”
― Meredith Duran, Bound by Your Touch

“Canada is lovely," she breathed against his lips. "And you are lovely."

His laughter ghosted into her mouth. "That's my line, Lyd. You are supposed to think me handsome”
― Meredith Duran, Bound by Your Touch

“Her spine wasn't really made of steel, after all. That was a silly saying, made up by someone who had never felt what it meant to be broken.”
― Meredith Duran, Bound by Your Touch

“How could any woman's skin be so soft? It was as if the world had never touched her.”
― Meredith Duran, Bound by Your Touch

“His arms banded about her so tightly that she felt nothing could break his hold. It calmed something in her that had been trembling since—since she knew not when.”
― meredith duran, Bound by Your Touch

“This was reckless.” “Extremely. The best decisions generally are.”
― Meredith Duran, Bound by Your Touch

“His fingers settled on her hair. The purest, softest shade of black. The shade one saw when one closed one's eyes, in a warm, comfortable place, to rest.”
― Meredith Duran, Bound by Your Touch

“His hand still rested on her breast, but his fingers had stilled. The touch that had been so agitating now felt comforting. As though he soothed her by it.”
― Meredith Duran, Bound by Your Touch

“Every person was his own country, she thought, governed by a private language, a personal reason and custom”
― Meredith Duran, Bound by Your Touch

“He was a mad creature, who no doubt said up when everyone else said down, just to be contrary”
― Meredith Duran, Bound by Your Touch

“How had he acquired such confidence? His birth had given him privileges, of course, and so had his sex. But there was more to it than that. Eyes were always on him. The newspapers dissected his smallest shenanigan. Yet he bore such attentions as though they hardly concerned him. She could not imagine him hesitating on the threshold of a room for fear he’d be judged and found wanting. If someone tried to cut him, he would only laugh. To live a life of such bold assurance, never caring what others thought . . . why, it must be another species of living, entirely. No uncertainty. Invulnerable to jibes and slanders. What could one not do, when so free”
― Meredith Duran, Bound by Your Touch

“Kinship is the work of coincidence, sweetheart. The only thing it truly engenders is proximity. And sometimes not even that, as plenty of the world’s bastards will be glad to tell you.” “What a cold sentiment! To whom do you owe loyalty, then, if not the man who fathered you?” He shrugged. “To those who have earned it. Friends of long standing, etcetera”
― Meredith Duran, Bound by Your Touch

“She had found the Tears of Idihet.
As she stared, they began to blur. Distantly she marveled at this: the wisdom of her body, which already understood the consequences of this discovery - the conclusions which her mind revolved and revolved around, but refused to grasp.”
― Meredith Duran, Bound by Your Touch

“Her face turned to the window, and he saw her swallow. She was not as calm as she appeared, but for some reason, it was important for her to seem so. He drew a breath and remembered the advice another woman had given him: Everyone is brave in his own way. You must not blame others if they don't fit your mold.”
― Meredith Duran, Bound by Your Touch

“Now there was the rustling of skirts, and it kicked up her smell, that distinctive blend of vanilla and violets, lavender and roses - an entire moving garden with a kitchen thrown in for good measure, and God save the allergic.”
― Meredith Duran, Bound by Your Touch

“She had told the truth: she did not like to dance. Men assumed that a spinster wanted for excitement. Dried-up. They made a point of spinning her wildly across the floor. Once she had fallen, and thereafter she'd declined all invitations.”
― Meredith Duran, Bound by Your Touch

“Everyone is brave is his own way. You can't blame others if they don't fit your mold.”
― Meredith Duran, Bound by Your Touch

“Another crack of lightning split the sky. She mistook his movement toward her for alarm. Amusement crossed her face. “Frightened? Think we’ll be struck?” “Oh, most definitely,” he said, and took her hand to pull her to him”
― Meredith Duran, Bound by Your Touch

“You really must let me seduce you, Miss Boyce.” He spoke against her lips, in a voice that had gone hoarse. “We would have such a good time of it, you and I.”
― Meredith Duran, Bound by Your Touch

“She had liked once to think of herself as passionate, in love with her books, drunk on history, enamored of the wide world, of all the peoples within it. To be studious was to be the opposite of boring, she had believed; it was to be so interested, so madly curious, that one simply could not wait for the answers to arrive on their own: one had to go chase them in the only manner available”
― Meredith Duran, Bound by Your Touch

“You are far from bloodless,” he said into her ear. “On the contrary. You stick your chin out and practically invite people to bash up against you.” His thumb pressed harder into her arm as his voice lowered. “And I will admit it, Miss Boyce: I find the prospect of a bashing irresistible. I’m always looking for new ways to break my head open.” “You’re raving again,” she whispered. “No. You take my meaning. That’s the joy of seducing an intelligent woman: you follow me perfectly.”
― Meredith Duran, Bound by Your Touch

“Your wit is an education for me, Miss Boyce. I’d not realized that cleverness could coincide with such feminine graces.”
― Meredith Duran, Bound by Your Touch

“Speak plainly, sir.'
'*Sir*? I say, Lyd. Are you always so formal with men you've made love with?'
The whip of her head caused the bird [on her hat] to saw wildly, like a famished woodpecker in range of a tree.”
― Meredith Duran, Bound by Your Touch

“She urged him on; he remained with her, focused, his lips now on her shoulder, now on her jaw; a courtship above, a steady invasion below - she could make any noise, do anything she liked, he would never go -”
― Meredith Duran, Bound by Your Touch

“She had wanted wings, and now she was drifting, held together only by the pulsing perimeters of her skin. Even the floor that dug into her shoulder blades seemed welcome to her, a hard, pleasurable contrast to her laxity, to the melting in her limbs; it mistranslated in her mind as another dimension of his touch.”
― Meredith Duran, Bound by Your Touch

“To be studious was to be the opposite of boring, she had believed; it was to be so interested, so madly curious, that one simply could not wait for the answers to arrive on their own: one had to go chase them in the only manner available.”
― Meredith Duran, Bound by Your Touch

“No, thank you. I prefer my liquor cold.'
'Right. Or in a pipe, I suppose.'
Phin's brow lifted. 'What a clumsy way to drink liquor. Are you sure you're not concussed?”
― Meredith Duran, Bound by Your Touch

“Elizabeth is stumbling about the Stromonds' ballroom with all the grace of a baby elephant. Granted, she doesn't weigh much, but it may prove fatal to the Stromonds' porcelain.”
― Meredith Duran, Bound by Your Touch

“She spoke all the right words, Miss Boyce did. But the stiff set of her shoulders, and the fisting of her hands, suggested that apologizing felt about as pleasant as a sword through the stomach. 'Manners,' he said sympathetically. 'Very tedious. I suggest you shelve them. I don't miss them at all.'
'Yes, I can see how they proved inconvenient for you.' Her manner was so dry that it took a moment to recognize he was being mocked. He gave her an encouraging laugh. She had a great deal of potential, really. A little less starch and she would be as interesting has her dimple.”
― Meredith Duran, Bound by Your Touch