![]() Introductions were made attraction was instant conversation was brief, every word of it a veritable pearl of innuendo in a lengthening strand of indiscretion. The road to this tree-and to the last three nights of coyly escalating sensual games in her bedroom-began during a conversation at a ball in honor of Abigail’s engagement to the Duke of Falconbridge one week earlier. Yet he was alone but for a sky full of stars naught a soul would witness his furtive journey to the tree. Hallelujah! Three times!-before the upper story window. ![]() For Steve Axelrod, brilliant agent and friend-it’s been an honor, pleasure, and adventure so far, and I have a hunch it will continue to be.įrom a deucedly awkward crouch between a birdbath and a shrubbery in the back garden of a Sussex manor house, Ian Eversea watched the silhouette of a woman pass tantalizingly once. ![]()
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