Humming softly, she kicked the cold waves lapping at her ankles, throwing up sprays of salted foam. She loved the sea. At times tranquil, smooth, and clear; at other times gray, tempestuous, and violent. Nicole perceived the sea as a reflection of human nature and enjoyed attributing human cha...
I don't know what I want, he thought, an ironic smile touching his lips, and even worse, I have no idea what she wants. This was, without doubt, a new predicament for him. He was very young when he discovered there was no woman, beautiful and well bred though she might be that he could not have...