Walton Merritt

Get away from me! I never said Id marry you! In fact Ive no idea whose baby this is, Victor snapped at

Blythe, Andrews old schoolmate, keeps hovering with unsolicited offers to help around the house, and

The dream began at a long oak table in a modest cottage on the outskirts of Oxford, where the air smelled

I snatched a copy of the house keys from my motherinlaw after finding her fast asleep in my own bed.

The brides mother shoved me into the worst table with a sneering grin. Know your place, she said.

Rain pattered against the sill of the little rented flat in Oxford. Andrew watched as the droplets traced

Grandfather, Eek!the small, stooped boy clutched at the hand of the lanky man wrapped in a coat far too

The Kerr manor had lain quiet almost every dayspotless, chilly, and costly. Sir Jonathan Kerr, a wealthy

He still hadnt arrived. Emily tucked the children into bed and went to the kitchen to make herself a

Robert was woken up by the doorbell. On the other side of the bed, his wife stirred. He gently brushed