The Duke of Olympia Meets His Match
“She sighed and picked up her book. “Good morning, Mr. Penhallow.”
“Good morning, Mrs. Schuyler.” The Duke of Olympia sank into the deck chair and arranged a blanket over his long legs. “You were waiting for me, I see. Has the sun risen? I can hardly tell, behind all that cloud.”
“I was not waiting for you,” she said, but as soon as the words were out of her mouth, she caught the familiar scent of him, the sweetness of his shaving soap and the spice of his cigar, and she realized, heart ...tingling, that she had been.
Waiting for him, on the lonely promenade deck at dawn.
“I’ve brought champagne,”MoreLess
“Good morning, Mrs. Schuyler.” The Duke of Olympia sank into the deck chair and arranged a blanket over his long legs. “You were waiting for me, I see. Has the sun risen? I can hardly tell, behind all that cloud.”
“I was not waiting for you,” she said, but as soon as the words were out of her mouth, she caught the familiar scent of him, the sweetness of his shaving soap and the spice of his cigar, and she realized, heart ...tingling, that she had been.
Waiting for him, on the lonely promenade deck at dawn.
“I’ve brought champagne,”MoreLess
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