Cissy Hassell

A romance writer, Simone Beauvais, had seen her hero many times before. And, she'd written about him, she confessed. He was there in One Enchanted Evening, his long lean body sprawled across the rug in front of the fireplace. He was there in A Time for Loving, curled around her heroine's body after he'd seduced her and loved her until she begged for mercy. Then again in Just the Thought of You, as he'd made love to her heroine under a harvest moon, held in the circle of his arms as they'd listen... more info>>