He shivered against the frigid morning, grateful that he was heading back home to a warmer climate and lifted a newly lit cheroot to his lips and took a long drag, savoring the smoky, smooth flavor. Geoffrey appeared at his elbow and cleared his throat. &...
. . “IT DOES MY heart good to know you’ve finally come to your senses, cara mia.” Katrina avoided Victor’s gaze, her eyes tracing the floral pattern of the wallpaper coating the room around her. The French doors to the balcony of the room she’d been recovering in were thrown open, allowing in t...
Even though he’d reminded himself several times that she was an angel that could sprout wings at her leisure, he still felt terrible. He could barely remember the subway ride home. He’d stood in the train, staring blankly ahead, his mind in another place and time. It was the worst possible explan...