Never in her life had she tasted a more delectable omelet. When she opened her eyes again, she encountered Jordan’s smug smile and Marcus’s pleased expression. “This is wonderful.” The words seemed inadequate, but Marcus’s smile grew huge. “His lasagna will bring tears of gratitude to your eyes,”...
Constance discreetly looked around, wondering if anyone in the rarefied Founders’ Club dining room had heard that wizened pronouncement. Most patrons were elderly, and most appeared hunched over their meals or their drinks. Conversation had turned into a low, basso hum. No one paid them any mind,...
Molly sniffed, eyes still closed. Then she sniffed again, this time taking in a deep draught of air as she crested the surface of wakefulness. No mistaking it. Bacon. Coffee. During her sleep she must have been kidnapped by aliens and dragged into an alternate reality. Then the activities of the ...
Because he wanted to go after her so badly, Peter slammed his bedroom door to shut out temptation. Scrubbing his face with his hands, frustrated, he headed for the bathroom—where he’d been going when hurricane Rachel had pounded on his door. Only now he’d have to have a cold shower instead ...
Catharine felt her heart racing, as she took the first step in a direction she’d been too afraid to go. Until now. The prospect of opening herself up to a man, even a little, was terrifying. But God help her, she wanted to take whatever Philip wanted to give her. She knew his offer of kindness an...
The bathroom door shook as Stephan pounded on it. “No! Go away. Leave me alone!” Sophie knew she was being childish, hiding behind a locked door. But she couldn’t help it. Fleeing had been an instinctive reaction. How could she have guessed this wou...