indecent proposal

IT WAS getting late. Almost too late to bother going anywhere now.

Yet Evie stood staring out at London’s twinkling night skyline without

any outward signs of irritation. After all, there was nothing particularly

unusual in her lover keeping her waiting like this; he did it all the time

—duty being the altar at which he worshipped, usually at the expense of

everything else in his life.

And that included his woman. Beautiful though she might be, special

though he might insist she was to him, Evie knew she would always

have to take second place to what was really important in his life.