A Very Surrey SFS Christmas Quotes

“Her gaze narrowed. “I do not lady snuffle.” Ethan coughed, then spluttered as she lovingly gouged his ribs with her elbow. Her husband hardly had a leg to stand on when it came to snores, he, the sporadic Lord of Gentle Rolling Thunder.”
― Nicola Davidson, A Very Surrey SFS Christmas

“His frown darkened. A Christmas house party in the wilds of Surrey was bad enough, but Portia had also invited half the damned county—noble and commoner—to a masked ball. Now she not only threatened him with bowel-loosening tisanes, but also Mittens, the ginger-striped, shoe-despoiling tyrant belonging to Beatrice and Amelia? Insubordination, that’s what this was. Or a particularly diabolical attempt at patricide. “Surely that feline has run out of lives.”
― Nicola Davidson, A Very Surrey SFS Christmas

“He decided the timing of her climax, and knowing he would make her scream with pleasure, that all she had to do was experience each sensation rather than instruct or remind, was heady indeed.”
― Nicola Davidson, A Very Surrey SFS Christmas