Alright, All Right," I Said. "what If

...still I Dinna Expect Anything To Happen To Me. But If It Should...if It Does, Then I Want There To Be A Place For You; I Want Someone For You To Go To If I Am...not There To Care For You. If It Canna Be Me, Then I Would Have It Be A Man Who Loves You.

A General Cry Of "what Book? What Book? Let Us See This Famous Book!

I Have No Objection To Well-written Romance, But I'd Read Enough Of It To Know That That's Not What I Had Written. I Also Knew That If It Was Sold As Romance I'd Never Be Reviewed By The 'new York Times' Or Any Other Literarily Respectable Newspaper - Which Is Basically True, Although The 'washington Post' Did Get Round To Me Eventually.

While The Lord Might Insist That Vengeance Was His, No Male Highlander Of My Acquaintance Had Ever Thought It Right That The Lord Should Be Left To Handle Such Things Without Assistance.

Where Did You Learn To Kiss Like That?” I Said, A Little Breathless. He Grinned And Pulled Me Close Again. “i Said I Was A Virgin, Not A Monk,” He Said, Kissing Me Again. “if I Find I Need Guidance, I’ll Ask.