Erika Scharf Had Always Followed Her Heart Now it had led her to America, and a tortured man with a motherless infant. But would the widowed Dr. Jonathan Callender ever recover from his grief? Whatever drove him had died with his young wife--or so it seemed to Jonathan Callender. he knew only t...
Her throat was so tight she could not even swallow her own saliva. He’d come to talk about her farm, the only mainstay she’d found in five years of widowhood, outside of her daughter. And outside of her handed-down family knowledge about growing lavender. How precarious her life seemed at times. ...
It is most urgent,’ Mary begged the stone-faced footman who guarded the closed front doors of the royal palace. ‘What does this regard, senhorita?’ he asked. ‘The ladies are with Her Royal Highness right now and should not be disturbed. It is the siesta hour.’ Mary glanced...
The driver climbed down and clomped up the steps and through the doorway, emerging a few moments later with a lady’s travel trunk over one shoulder. He lashed it on top, then ostentatiously tramped around to lean in the window. “That all, miss?” Wit...
He raised his eyebrows at that. Just as she had made him believe she was someone she was not. It fueled her anger and sense of injustice. “All those nights, Ned… And in between them you were here, living in your mansion, dancing at some ball with th...
The slight pressure of her mouth against his sent a bolt of pleasure down his backbone and into his groin. Her skin was as smooth as that silk gown she wore every night. Smoother, even. And warm under his hands. He ran his tongue over her bottom lip, and when he heard her sigh against his mouth, ...
Sanders?” Cole kept his gaze on the page proof spread out on his desk. “Hmm? What is it, Noralee?” “How do you know when you fall in love?” “What?” His head jerked up. “What did you say?” Noralee scuff...