Several days into her stay in the big house on Lookout Mountain she and Christian decided to change rooms. “Where are you going?” Frankie’s voice echoed along the upstairs hall. Emma stopped with a pile of clothing in her hands. Several sets of unde...
With a heavy sigh, Darcie came clean about her last-night lover. She sank gratefully onto a bench in Hyde Park that afternoon then stared down the allée of eucalyptus trees opposite the center fountain in front of her, not really seeing their silvery trunks or feathery branches. Not smelling thei...