Lord Fenwicke wove through the crowd of couples, leading Olivia to the center of the congested dance floor. As he clasped her right hand with his left and settled his other hand around her waist, awareness spread under her clothing and below her skin, sensitizing it. The waltz was an … read more ↦

“There you are, Miss Donovan.”

It was Langley’s voice. With a sigh, Serena dropped her hand and turned. There he was, standing not an arm’s length away, with Jonathan Dane at his side.

Jonathan’s wide, sensuous mouth hadn’t changed in shape, but its turn seemed more cynical, more inclined to … read more ↦

The day of the dinner engagement with Jack and his family arrived, and that afternoon, Becky sat in her favorite chair in the salon warming her toes by the fire, an unopened book on her lap. Tonight was the first time Becky would see Jack since the morning of his … read more ↦

Layers of clouds drifted across the horizon and the dipping sun lowered behind them, infusing them with red, oranges, pinks, and purples, and sending streams of color out over the pond he’d used as his bathing spot for the past week.

Garrett reapplied the pressure round her waist. “Who are … read more ↦

The patterned red silk of Sophie’s dressing robe whispered over her skin, light and cool after the warm, heavy brocade she had worn to the party. She’d gone to check on the children, and finding them fast asleep, had kissed them goodnight, returned to her dressing room, and called her … read more ↦