He couldn’t believe this amazing woman was allowing him to make love to her again. In all of his thirty-four years, he’d never known such exquisite passion. His experience of women was not very broad, but even the affairs he’d had in Paris while studying at the Pasteur Institute seemed cold by co...
Only her younger brother, Danny Blakemore, kept her company on this rainy London night. Cassie touched the Knight of Cups and the Devil, the tarot cards that she’d pulled earlier in the evening. A scoundrel was entering the picture, to be sure. “Clara? Will you speak to me...