A Dangerous Liaison With Detective Lewis - Plot & Excerpts
Dappled sunlight and blue sky wavered in the breeze. “Please do have your bathe, Detective Lewis.” Rafe shrugged off his shirt and stepped out of his trousers. “Come and join, Fan. Water babies—like when we were kids.” He made a ripple of small waves and a quiet splash as he stepped into the loch. “Fanny, are you listening?” The plain cotton dress and petticoat spread out on the grass beneath her made a comfortable makeshift blanket. Fanny picked absently at a patch of clover. Anything but look in the direction of the loch. “Of course I’m listening.” “Come have a splash. I promise not to lay a hand on you.” “How unflattering to be thought such a simpleton.” Fanny slipped off a shoe and went to work unbuttoning the other. “I will not be hoodwinked by you again, Rafe.” “It would do your temperament a world of good.” He slipped further into the water at the very moment she twisted round to chide, but she yelped—or made a ridiculous squealing wail—instead.
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