2008年5月14日 星期三

Lovers In The Afternoon - by Carole Mortimer - Harlequin Presents - # 829 - 1985.


He was more attentive as a lover.
Leonie had a tendency to drop things, knock things over or bump into them, a tendency that had irritated her husband Adam Faulkner when they’d lived together, a tendency that her lover seemed to find endearing.
“I suggest we make another appointment,” Adam asserted easily after Leonie missed their rendezvous when the elevator stuck. “Sometime in the afternoon,” he added.
Leonie found herself forgetting the inhibitions that had made their marriage an agony. Adam was irrepressible, not at all like her husband. How could she resist.

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