Looking over the top of D’Arcy’s blond head to the pier-glass mirror, the off-shoulder taffeta formal gown Rachel saw plunged much too low in front. There was a world of embarrassing difference between her bust measurements and those of the nearly six feet tall, elegantly slender D’Arcy, who was ...
Alain des Baux announced as he held the door of the taxi for Sam. “Take your pick.” They had left the Lamborghini valet-parked at Maxim’s and taken a taxicab to Montmartre, and now Sam could see why. No one in their right mind would leave a $150,000 sports car on the street in the Place Pigalle ...
Eighth Street, Calle Ocho in Spanish, was lined with insurance offices, furniture stores, cut-rate dress shops, a few expensive Spanish-style restaurants, and a lot of open-sided cafeterías—coffee stands, not what the word meant in English—that sold Cuban sandwiches and thick, hot black espresso ...
Directly over her head, in fresh-cut pine branches imported from Norway by Lachaume, Paris’s most elegant florist, was a sign: JACKSON STORM INTRODUCES ... HEAVENLY LACE! The bower’s pine branches, in the areas that were not covered by laminated lace, had been sprayed with pink paint—the Ar...
There had still been little rain in the eastern hills; the grass was dry and the tender yellow leaves showered down at the touch of the hot wind in the trees. An empty stillness was on the land. The fields of stunted grain were deserted of harvesters and as the men and the girl on the pony approa...