Moonlight danced silver sovereigns on the flagstones of the terrace beneath the weeping bottlebrush and sentinel melaleucas. By day the trees swarmed with lorikeets and honeyeaters. Now, they were like the house. Brooding. Waiting. A night breeze tugged at her hair. Freed from its daytime confine...
Tonight, she'd chosen another An'Ville creation, also a gift from Daphne, this one, a knee-length dress in green and gold silk jersey. The delicate fabric draped and hugged every curve, and the deep heart-shaped neckline revealed cleavage. Wow, she actually had cleavage. The new uplift bra really...