"“The word ‘conquest’ implies a great degree of effort. Can I help it if they just . . . fall at my feet?” He tried and failed to suppress a smile that was, admittedly, rakish.
“They fall at your feet? The way birds plummet from the sky in a proverbial biblical plague?”
He whistled, impressed. “Not even my sister has yet thought to call me a biblical plague.”"
It Happened One Midnight - Julie Anne Long