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* '''Author''': [[Barbara Kaye]] | * '''Author''': [[Barbara Kaye]] | ||
| − | * '''Publisher''': [[ | + | * '''Publisher''': [[Harlequin Superromance]] [[Harlequin Superromance By The Numbers|# 161]] |
* '''Year''': 1985 | * '''Year''': 1985 | ||
* '''Setting''': Phoenix, AZ | * '''Setting''': Phoenix, AZ | ||
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==Book Description== | ==Book Description== | ||
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Leah Stone was a single mother... but still a wife. In the six years since her husband had vanished, she had accepted her strange role, though she had missed Jim every day of those six years. When Leah met her husband again he was Jacob Surratt, a prominent Phoenix physician. He didn't know her at all. Yet this fine man fell deeply in love with her, so that Leah was tempted to play a dangerous game. She urged Jacob to remember, while someone else worked to lock the past away forever... | Leah Stone was a single mother... but still a wife. In the six years since her husband had vanished, she had accepted her strange role, though she had missed Jim every day of those six years. When Leah met her husband again he was Jacob Surratt, a prominent Phoenix physician. He didn't know her at all. Yet this fine man fell deeply in love with her, so that Leah was tempted to play a dangerous game. She urged Jacob to remember, while someone else worked to lock the past away forever... | ||
| − | "HOW DOES THIS FEEL?" Jacob's reply was muffled by the pillow. "Mmm..." "I take it that means good." Smiling seductively, Leah continued her sensitive massage up and down the length of him. "Leah...do I really look like your husband?" Her hands stilled. "I s-suppose so. Does that matter?" "Not really, except-" he rolled over to look at her "-I worry that you might be making love to him through me." "Oh, Jacob," she said, a tremor in her voice, "believe me, | + | "HOW DOES THIS FEEL?" Jacob's reply was muffled by the pillow. "Mmm..." "I take it that means good." Smiling seductively, Leah continued her sensitive massage up and down the length of him. "Leah...do I really look like your husband?" Her hands stilled. "I s-suppose so. Does that matter?" "Not really, except-" he rolled over to look at her "-I worry that you might be making love to him through me." "Oh, Jacob," she said, a tremor in her voice, "believe me, I know who's in bed with me." And locking her thighs around him, she began moving slowly, sensuously to convince him. Jacob groaned. "Do you know how long I've waited for you?" Gently she nibbled at his bottom lip. "My dear," she murmured tenderly, "you don't know what waiting is." |
Latest revision as of 05:46, 2 February 2008
- Author: Barbara Kaye
- Publisher: Harlequin Superromance # 161
- Year: 1985
- Setting: Phoenix, AZ
- Amazon Listing:
Book Description
FATE KEPT THEM FREE FOR EACH OTHER
Leah Stone was a single mother... but still a wife. In the six years since her husband had vanished, she had accepted her strange role, though she had missed Jim every day of those six years. When Leah met her husband again he was Jacob Surratt, a prominent Phoenix physician. He didn't know her at all. Yet this fine man fell deeply in love with her, so that Leah was tempted to play a dangerous game. She urged Jacob to remember, while someone else worked to lock the past away forever...
"HOW DOES THIS FEEL?" Jacob's reply was muffled by the pillow. "Mmm..." "I take it that means good." Smiling seductively, Leah continued her sensitive massage up and down the length of him. "Leah...do I really look like your husband?" Her hands stilled. "I s-suppose so. Does that matter?" "Not really, except-" he rolled over to look at her "-I worry that you might be making love to him through me." "Oh, Jacob," she said, a tremor in her voice, "believe me, I know who's in bed with me." And locking her thighs around him, she began moving slowly, sensuously to convince him. Jacob groaned. "Do you know how long I've waited for you?" Gently she nibbled at his bottom lip. "My dear," she murmured tenderly, "you don't know what waiting is."
