“There,of course,was Alex. He wasn't watching Amanda.He was looking over her head, his bored gaze skimming over the room. Before I could turn away, it had found mine. He didn't smile; he certainly didn't wave.But he didn't look away.And I… — Melissa Jensen Copy Share Image
“Jack enjoyed watching Amanda's face in the candlelight, her expression by turns thoughtful, amused, and lively, those gray eyes gleaming more brightly than the polished silver. Unlike the other women present, who picked at their food with appropriately feminine disinterest,… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
