However unwillingly she’d come, the Island of Fountains cast its spell over Elvi. With her grandfather’s death, somehow the island had become peculiarly her own. Then Heriot Steele barged in.
“You’re young yet,” he said. “There’s a world of experience before you.” Over his raised glass, his dark eyes mocked and challenged her. “Here’s to all the things you’ve never tasted, Elvi Lawson. May you enjoy them!”
A hateful man–arrogant, dangerous. But exciting, Elvi had to admit!
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