I Love Historical Romance, Absolutely Love It.

Noah, If We Were To Get Married, You Couldn't Date Anymore.

An English Baron Wed To My Daughter? I'll Die First, I Will." Johanna Quit Rubbing Claire's Shoulder And Stepped Forward. "a Very Rich Baron," She Blurted Out. The Laird Frowned At Johanna With What She Thought Was Indignation. "wealth Is Not An Issue Here," He Muttered. "how Rich?" They Were Married An Hour Later.

When She Was Rested. She'd Find A Way To Escape. It Was The Duty Of The Captive, Wasn't It?

She Sat Down At The Table And Spent A Good Hour Talking About Her Husband. She Told Judith How They'd Met, How He Relentlessly Pursued Her, And Finished By Mentioning Just A Hundred Or Two Of His Special Qualities. The Only Thing The Man Wasn't Capable Of Was Walking On Water… Yet. Judith Made That Comment When Her Friend Paused For Breath.

Listen, You. Don't Threaten Me. I Could Make Your Life A Nightmare. He Put His Hand In Front Of Her Face And Unfolded Three Fingers As He Said, I'm F-b-i. She Smiled. It Wasn't The Reaction He Expected. You Want To Talk Nightmares? She Said. She Put Her Hand Up To His Face And Unfolded Her Three Fingers. I'm I-r-s.