Phoebe was proud of her creations. She hadn’t had time to adorn them properly—particularly not with all the nonsense in the salon that had resulted in her complete inability to do anything but stare out the window for another wasted hour—but the crowning glory of Jane’s pale green gown was a silk...
Peavey for what seemed hours, hardly able to concentrate long enough to form a sentence. All she could think of was Alex. Throughout the afternoon and on the return trip home, she tried to imagine what he was doing, if he was thinking about her. She closed her eyes and saw the way his dark hair c...
As her gaze adjusted to the room about her, melancholy descended on her. She was in his house. Unfortunately, nothing had changed overnight, and therefore, she would demand he return her to America. His incentive, as if he needed one, would be her bloody dowry and the satisfaction of her father’s...
Shed ridden fifteen miles on her stationary bike but was still feeling restless. I thought you were broke, Dagne said. I am broke. But I have a credit card and I made a hundred bucks last night, and I need something really, really hip to wear because I have a date. Dagne gasped. Get out! she scre...
He glanced at Ava and her sister, both of whom had slipped into naps when their idle chatter could no longer sustain the three of them, being the strangers they really were. It had occurred to him, on the long ride home, that he did hold some affection for Ava —but the thought of marrying her sti...
She held the phone to one ear as she squinted at the crown molding along the ten-foot ceiling and absently played with the silk fringe of a pillow, I havent talked to her, she repeated to her father, who was, and had been for the last month, trying to get hold of Mom. Are you telling me your moth...
After that, it had been easy to find Sophie's trail. Caleb was making good time, given that she had almost a full day's head start on him. The village of Stevenage had been the most productive so far. The tavern at which he devoured an unremarkable luncheon was immediately adjacent to the coach s...
The price of passage however, left Arthur precious little; the seemingly substantial amount he had brought to Scotland had dwindled to almost nothing. Afraid that Moncrieffe would search for her even as far as Dundee, Arthur found a cheap, nondescript inn near the docks where they waited. It was ...
She lifted her head, winced at the sharp pain right behind her eyes, and dropped, facedown in her pillow, cursing the damned wine Evan had bought. She hadn't intended to drink it, particularly since she'd been so mad at Evan for showing up unannounced to begin with. But then Mia had shown up with...
He returned to London more than a week after he left, arriving at sunset. The family was waiting for him, gathered in the gold salon as they had done every night since receiving the news of Sophie's elopement. Claudia hardly noticed them—she had been too consumed with guilt and frantic with worry...
Sometimes, the clouds were so heavy they stacked right on top of the mountains like cotton candy. Sometimes, the sun would begin to peek out from behind the mountains and cast a gold halo around them. Whatever the view, it was so different from what she’d known all her life, so refreshingly crisp...
Brock, the head butler, knew to cut a wide berth around Lord Carey if they wanted to keep their position. His lordship had a cold and calculating temper, and with a tot or two of whiskey in him, he could be provoked by the most innocuous thing. With a few tots in him, he could easily be moved to ...
What had happened in the middle of the night had been…extraordinary. From the moment he touched her she couldn’t—wouldn’t—stop him. She wanted to feel his arms around her, his lips on her skin. She had wanted him inside her—moving, caressing, breathing inside her. She’d never felt desire as sharp...