What did you buy?" Ric asked Allendre, smiling at her from across the tiny table in the quaint tearoom. "A souvenir ashtray? A plastic replica of Gibb's Lighthouse?"She laughed, shaking her head. "Nothing so exotic. Just a set of Irish linen napkins for my mother and, of course, a pair of origina...
Raul walked into the circle of lamplight, stopping only a few feet from the sofa where she sat, unable to move. "Well, Juliet," he murmured tonelessly. "This is something of a surprise." She could only stare at him. In her thoughts during the past months, he had become a n...
Anne felt oddly discontent all day and, by the evening, she was glad she had accepted Mike Bennett's invitation to dinner. She needed to be with someone like him, someone entertaining and intelligent, yet in no way threatening. That morning, when he had asked her to a concert and dinner, she had ...