By Eloisa James
"Magic below the mistletoe . . .
One astonishing Christmas, girl Perdita Selby, recognized to her family and friends as Poppy, met the fellow she concept she would like ceaselessly. The devilishly beautiful Duke of Fletcher used to be the right fit for the blameless, breathtakingly appealing younger Englishwoman, and theirs was once the main romantic marriage ceremony she had ever visible. 4 years later, Poppy and the duke became the toast of the *ton . . .* yet at the back of closed doorways the spark in their love affair has burned out.
Unwilling to lose the lady he nonetheless lusts after, the duke is set to win again his beguiling bride's delectable affections . . . and surpass the heady days of old flame with a really sinful seduction.
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She began to go through the whole place again, empty hallways, steep stairs, at the same calm pace, as if she were far away, wandering, uncertain, with that same look, a shimmering gaze she would quickly train on others before she turned it back inward to her dreams and their smoky whorls. A strange young woman, the concierge thought again. He made an effort to hide his growing, nasty mistrust of her beneath a garrulous flow of words, providing her with information to which she wasn’t listening; he knew it and was hurt.
As the procession is about to reach the center, it passes the Palais d’Orient, a café known as Moorish, like all the others in this street, because the clientele is strictly Arab. A police officer at a nearby intersection watches. ”) Two or three groups of men rise on the terrace of the café. Silently they join the procession. One of them had recognized Youssef. The others don’t know him; he is just a modest carpenter with a very small shop near the market. Moving at the same slow pace, they follow the cortege and find an ancient gentleness in this necessary, reverential silence that accompanies the body of an old woman who died the night before (the whole town had heard the news: a shell exploded, its fragments falling in a courtyard that was too exposed; one more victim.
Lila drew a druglike enchantment from this chance wandering, as if she were on the threshold of a fruitless subterfuge. ” She’d dismiss her fear, feel her foreboding of yet another separation, but of what kind? She’d wrap herself around Ali, envelop his body the whole night long; she slept badly like this but was reassured. Afterward, even in her dreams, anxiety that Ali might suddenly vanish would overtake her; she’d wake up moaning. Ali would turn on the light, see her cheeks wet with tears. She’d smile at him and go back to sleep.