Louise Ankerstjernemembuat kutipan6 tahun yang lalu
No one gave Bourne anything. He was taking it. Taking her.
Augustmembuat kutipan7 tahun yang lalu
You’re supposed to profess undying love.” He looked skeptical. “Hand to brow and all that?” The smile became a grin. “Precisely. And perhaps write me a sonnet.” “O, fair Lady Penelop-e . . . Do please consider marrying me?”