Philips Sabrina — книги автора

Описание: ‘I am not here for your plea ure.’ ‘Aren’t you?’ Valenti put down hi knife and fork and challenged her with hi full attention. It ent a hiver down her pine, and he felt uddenly con ciou of the thin layer of fabric between her brea t and the cool air of the re taurant. ‘No. I am not.’ Faye concentrated on ipping her mineral water. ‘I am here becau e, before you rudely cut hort our bu ine meeting thi afternoon, you ugge ted you had omething worth aying.’ ‘Ahh.’ Hi pau …