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384 pages, Mass Market Paperback
First published December 27, 2005




"You're a good guy, Rick."
He smiled. "I keep telling you that."
Her smile joined his, her thoughtful green eyes studying his face. "Do you know what I want to do right now?"
Rick placed his cloth napkin across his lap. He should have asked for a less conspicuous table. "Tell me."
Samantha picked up a bread stick, examined it for a moment, then slowly licked the length of it. "Mm, salty goodness," she murmured.
"Christ. Cease and desist before I split my zipper."
"Oh, then I would have to sit on your lap in my short dress to protect your modesty. " She leaned forward, gazing at him serenely. "Comfortable?"
"What's your horse's name?" she asked, tentatively patting the near shoulder or wither or whatever it was called.
"Middlebrook-on-Thames," he replied.
"What?"
"Tim, for short. He has a nasty long pedigree."
"Hence the stupid name."
Rick raised an eyebrow. "I have a nasty long pedigree."
"I know that, Richard William Addison, Viscount Halford, Marquis of Rawley."
He kissed her again. "You got it straight, Samantha Elizabeth Jellicoe of Palm Beach."