“He danced the way he made love, with passion and tenderness and spirit, communicating with hands and eyes the most subtle messages, tenderly making up for Lila's awkwardness. In his lashes and his hair, mist clung in tiny diamond drops.… — Ruth Wind Copy Share Image
“His passion she had expected, even his expertise, for a man of his years would not have been without women. She had even, in the long days of yearning, suspected his tenderness, which led him now to kiss her temples… — Ruth Wind Copy Share Image
“He danced the way he made love, with passion and tenderness and spirit, communicating with hands and eyes the most subtle messages, tenderly making… — Ruth Wind Copy Share Image
“He hadn't lied. He honestly liked her house, for the same reasons he was drawn to the woman. There was no artifice about either… — Ruth Wind Copy Share Image
“His passion she had expected, even his expertise, for a man of his years would not have been without women. She had even, in… — Ruth Wind Copy Share Image
