“Am I your dom, little rabbit?Yes. Her red-brown brows drew together. Whats wrong?Not a thing. He gave her a faint smile, and his gravelly voice deepened. I thought Id tell you were getting married ...”

“It's a girl thing, trying to change ourselves as if we can change our lives too.”

“Impertinent submissive, Raoul snapped, and his dark brown eyes turned mean. Nothing new for this one. You're doing a lousy job of bringing her to heel, Marcus.Bring me to heel? Like I'm a dog? With...”

“She couldnt take her eyes from the dancing flame. No, this was so wrong. Candles should be used for meditationfor romance. Or on a birthday cake at least.So where was the cake? The present? The son...”

“Oh lord and master. High muckety-muck.”

“You mean youre not God? Nooo, say it isnt so!”

“A lady's imagination is very rapid; it jumps from admiration to love, from love to matrimony in a moment.”

“I've always said that idleness dulls the spirit. We have to keep the brain busy, or at least the hands if we don't have a brain.”

“If your workplace was somehow transplanted into the jungle and everyone was forced to survive at a very primitive level, it's safe to say that eventually your boss would rape you.”