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190 pages, Mass Market Paperback
First published December 1, 1978
"Stop it, Leigh! Don't you realise what you're doing to me? Do you think I can take much more of ths?"
"What, Piers?" Her violet eyes provoked him to further action. "What am I doing to you?"
"You know damn well what you're doing to me," he groaned. "But I don't care any more. I just don't care!"
"Sex is completely different from making love. Sex is just the satisfying of bodily senses, whereas making love is the union of two people who love each other and want to give themselves to each other. It's something I've never experienced either, and I can assure you I'm just as nervous as you are."
Dark brown hair, almost black, flecked with grey at the temples, grew low on his collar and the sideburns low on his jawline. He was dressed in close-fitting black trousers and a black silk shirt unbuttoned almost to the waistband of his trousers, and looked very lean and attractive. Over these he wore a thick sheepskin jacket, and Leigh found herself wishing that he would take it off so she could see him better.