The old house was wrapped in stillness. Jon lay in his big carved-oak bed, hands under his head as he stared at the ceiling. He pictured Camilla just a few feet away, sleeping in one of the guest rooms. Jon couldn’t seem to get her out of his mind, and the fact that she wa...
Amanda said after swallowing a vigorous mouthful. “It just melts in my mouth. Is yours good?”Brock nodded and smiled across the table at her. He liked women who enjoyed their food, who didn’t pick and poke and nibble. And in spite of her dainty appearance, Amanda Walker had tucked into her steak ...