Once, twice, three times, and she still couldn’t tell if what she saw was real or a hallucination. She sprang to her feet awkwardly, half trapped by the chair behind and the table in front. She almost called out to him, but had no idea why, or what she thought she was going to say. She raised her...
But there was still something not quite right about their rental house, Jo knew. It wasn’t just that it was old. She and Sammy were both aware of something odd about it. Luc had done his best to make it theirs, she had to give him credit. He’d replaced the old fridge with a shiny steel German mod...
She dreamed she was a medieval princess—young, virginal—betrothed to a young prince. It was a political alliance of crucial importance to the families involved, and all parties required her to conceive and produce an heir as soon as possible. An air of great urgency enveloped her. Wha...
Whatever their marital problems had been, lack of communication hadn’t been one of them. He hauled his BMW touring bike out of storage, gave it a tune-up, threw a few essentials in a bag and prepared to head south. Before he left, he made a point of spending as much time as he could with his son....