Linda Lael Miller Archives - Love Quotes

caught up in causes and concerns and plans for the future and forget what truly mattered—loving and being loved, in the present moment.
― Linda Lael Miller,

Garrett

caught up in causes and concerns and plans for the future...

- 28th July 2020 0

Mind you don’t fall in love with him, Emma. I’ve got Fairfax pegged for a good man, but I suspect you’re right in thinking he’s in some kind of trouble. I won’t have you caught in the middle of somebody else’s fight. Emma
― Linda Lael Miller,

Emma And The Outlaw

Mind you don’t fall in love with him, Emma. I’ve got...

- 18th July 2020 0

I want you to stay here, Steven told her as he stood at the bureau, arranging his tie. He’d already bathed, and he was wearing a fresh suit. Emma sat up in bed, a protest on her lips, but the look in Steven’s eyes silenced her. She lay down again, her arms folded. I’m not sick, she said petulantly, and before she could go on, a wave of nausea swept over her and sent her scrambling for the basin. Steven held her hair as she vomited, and he brought her a cold cloth and water to rinse her mouth when she was through. While the ever-vigilant Jubal carried the basin out, he put his wife back in bed and bent to kiss her forehead. I don’t have the plague, Steven, Emma insisted fitfully. I’m just pregnant, probably. You need me at the trial— I need to know you’re all right, Steven corrected, brushing her hair back from her face. Please, Emma. If you love me, stay here. Don’t make me worry about you. Her eyes filled with tears as she looked up at him. I love you so much, Steven. And I love you, he answered. He kissed her again, and then he was gone. Although
― Linda Lael Miller,

Emma And The Outlaw

I want you to stay here, Steven told her as he...

- 18th July 2020 0

I’ll stand by you, no matter what happens. To her surprise and hurt, Steven shook his head. No. You’re going to Whitneyville, not Louisiana. Until I’ve cleared my name, I won’t have anything to offer you. Besides, what if I’m convicted, and I’m not there to protect you from Macon? A chill travelled down Emma’s spine, for she knew Steven could just as easily hang as be acquitted, given the fact that his adversary was Macon, a determined man bent on revenge. If you don’t take me with you, she said, I will follow you to New Orleans, and if you don’t believe me, just wait and see. I won’t be left behind, Steven. A muscle in his jaw bunched in suppressed anger; Steven knew Emma meant what she said. All right, then, we’ll compromise. We’ll be married when we get to Spokane. That’ll give you some protection against Macon, but remember this, Emma—if they hang me, don’t wait around for the funeral. Macon wasn’t bluffing—the minute the life goes out of me, he’ll take you to bed, whether you want to go or not. Emma was bruised inside. She was in love, really and truly in love, for the first time in her life. And her marriage might last no longer than a murder trial. Her eyes filled with tears. She embraced Steven even more tightly and looked up into his face. There’ll be no funeral, Mr. Fairfax, she said fiercely. At least, not for forty or fifty years. He kissed her forehead. Promise me you’ll leave New Orleans the same day, if the verdict goes against us. I have to know that you won’t even go back to Fairhaven for your things, Emma. Do I have your word? She nodded, albeit grudgingly. We’re going to win, she insisted. I’m staking everything on that, Steven replied. And then he kissed Emma thoroughly, and she wanted him to make love to her, right there where they stood.
― Linda Lael Miller,

Emma And The Outlaw

I’ll stand by you, no matter what happens. To her surprise...

- 18th July 2020 0

Look at me, he said hoarsely. Emma brought her eyes to his face and swallowed hard. It was so good to be close to him again, in spite of everything, that she wanted to weep. What are you doing here? I told you, she said with some effort, gently knotting the bandage to make it stay. I wanted to warn you about your brother. He stood and led her around behind a stand of trees and brush, where he took a seat on a birch stump. Then he pulled her downward, so that she was sitting astraddle of his lap. You took some big chances, Miss Emma. I want to know why. Emma lowered her eyes. Because I love you, Mr. Fairfax, she replied in a soft, broken voice. Steven was silent for such a long time that Emma feared he was going to send her away. When she finally brought herself to meet his gaze, she was amazed to see that he was smiling. You love me? Yes, God help me, Emma sighed. Her arms went around his neck. I love you so much, it hurts. Even though you’re not sure whether I’m a killer or not? Emma nodded sadly. He laughed, and it was a joyful, raucous sound. His hands interlocked at the small of Emma’s back, he planted a noisy kiss on her mouth. If I didn’t know those cowboys up there would tell the story around the campfire for years to come, I’d take you right now. She would have responded wholeheartedly, but she fancied she could hide the knowledge from Steven. He put his hand under her chin and lifted. I love you, he said firmly. Emma had feared never to hear those words from him, and relief made her sigh and rest her forehead against his.
― Linda Lael Miller,

Emma And The Outlaw

Look at me, he said hoarsely. Emma brought her eyes to...

- 18th July 2020 0

Fulton, you haven’t been listening. I gave myself to him. Steven and I made love. Fulton closed his eyes tightly for a moment. Don’t say that. It’s true, Emma insisted softly, and she couldn’t help touching Fulton’s arm because he looked so crushed. I’m sorry, she added, but it is. I don’t care, Fulton insisted. His eyes were too bright and he was talking too quickly. I can make you forget him. If you’ll just let me hold you, let me kiss you, let me do the things he did— Emma retreated a step, but there was a wall of books at her back. She flinched when Fulton gripped her shoulders, remembering how frightened she’d been when he’d tried to take advantage of her the night before. I wouldn’t hurt you for anything, he said brokenly. Please, Emma whispered. Reluctantly, he let her go, but he was still standing too close. He drew a deep breath and let it out again. Are you almost through here? I’ll walk you home. It’ll be like old times, before he came along—you’ll see. I don’t think that would be a very good idea, Emma said, turning to walk away. Fulton caught her by the arm and wrenched her around. Maybe you want me to play rough, he drawled. Is that how it is, Emma? Does the cowboy take what he wants, instead of asking for it like a gentleman? Emma felt color surge into her face. She shrugged free of Fulton’s grasp and managed only by the greatest effort not to slap him across the face. I don’t think we have anything more to discuss, she said tightly. Please leave before I summon the marshal. Fulton laughed at that. Come on, Emma. Can’t you come up with a better threat than old man Woodridge? She backed away. You’re scaring me. Instantly, Fulton’s face changed. He was all tenderness and indulgence. I would never hurt you. I love you. Now, get your things and lock this place up. I want to walk you home. Being
― Linda Lael Miller,

Emma And The Outlaw

Fulton, you haven’t been listening. I gave myself to him. Steven...

- 10th July 2020 0

If you marry the wrong man, Steven warned, in a voice all the more ominous because of its quietness, you’ll regret it into your old age. You’ll never pass a day—or a night—without remembering how it was when we made love in a field of daisies, and wishing to God it could be that way with him. But it won’t be, Emma—no matter how hard you wish. She
― Linda Lael Miller,

Emma And The Outlaw

If you marry the wrong man, Steven warned, in a voice...

- 1st July 2020 0

Echo:"The thing about love is you always end up losing it."Cora: "Oh but what you miss if you wont take the chance.
― Linda Lael Miller,

McKettrick's Pride

Echo:”The thing about love is you always end up losing it.”Cora:...

- 29th June 2020 0

No matter what the future holds even if, God forbid, Conner dies in his prime, or leaves me, or whatever else that fates might throw at us it would be worth it because once you've loved someone the way I love Conner, once someone loved you the he loves me, once you've loved and been loved that way nothing and no one can ever take it away. Whether it last 5 minutes or 50 years that love becomes a permanent part of you.
― Linda Lael Miller,

The Creed Legacy

No matter what the future holds even if, God forbid, Conner...

- 29th June 2020 0

Emma, we’ve got to elope—now. Tonight. That way, I’ll be able to present you to Mother as a fait accompli. Stunned, Emma jerked her arm from his grasp. Fulton, I’ve told you… He laid a fingertip to her lips. Don’t say it. I know Mother intimidates you, Emma, but once you’re my wife, she’ll accept you, I know she will. The pain Emma felt must have been visible in her eyes when she looked up at Fulton, but if he saw it, he didn’t react. Perhaps he would listen if she approached the subject from his point of view, rather than her own. Fulton, there’s a lot of talk about me, and— His hands grasped her shoulders. I don’t care, Emma, he whispered. For the first time, she noticed that his lower lip was cut and slightly swollen. She touched the wound gently. What happened? Again his eyes skirted hers. It’s nothing you need to worry about, darling, he said. Now, listen to me. We must get married right away! I can’t do that, Emma said miserably. I know women like a church wedding, but— That isn’t the reason. Fulton, I don’t love you. It would be a dreadful mistake for us to marry. He was still holding her shoulders, and he gave her an angry little shake. You’ll have tender feelings for me soon, Emma, I promise you. Come away with me tonight! Emma pulled free. I can’t. Is it true, then, Emma—what everybody’s saying about you and Fairfax? The question was so direct that it startled Emma. I guess that depends on what’s being said, she replied sadly. Then, holding her shawl more closely around her against the evening chill, she started up the bank toward Chloe’s house. Fulton had no choice but to follow. He stopped her at the edge of the lawn, again by taking her arm. This time his hold was too tight for her to pull out of. I don’t care if it’s all true, he sputtered. Do you hear me, Emma? I don’t care. I still want you more than I’ve ever wanted anything! Emma sighed. What are they saying? she asked, braced for the worst. Fulton’s hand dropped from her arm and he lowered his head. That you spent the nights in his room. Emma’s cheeks flamed, but her chin rose to an obstinate level. That’s a lie. A bright smile broke over Fulton’s face. I knew it was. Guilt pummeled Emma like an invisible fist. You’d want to marry me, even if I’d said the rumors were true? Fulton nodded. It’s no secret that I’m eager for the—solaces of marriage, Emma. I’m willing to overlook a great deal to have you. The
― Linda Lael Miller,

Emma And The Outlaw

Emma, we’ve got to elope—now. Tonight. That way, I’ll be able...

- 24th June 2020 0

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