Cradling a basket piled high with firm, round loaves of bread, tender grapes, and delicately decaying cheeses, Roxanna sped merrily

Felicity threw her tawdry romance novel to the floor with a furious exclamation. She had to stop reading such filth.

Felicity had been bouncing up and down for over an hour; her cheeks were flushed and her thighs throbbed. “Stable

When the Viscountess Felicity Fabreigh opened her eyes the following morning, she was still in deshabille. She lay there awhile

It is a truth universally acknowledged, that an unhappily wed couple, having practically entombed themselves in a country house of

Out on the terrace, the late afternoon’s warm summer air, straining to contain its own fragrant richness, had drawn tiny