The Things We Do For Love. Margot Early
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Название: The Things We Do For Love
Автор: Margot Early
Издательство: HarperCollins
Жанр: Контркультура
Серия: Mills & Boon Cherish
isbn: 9781408950692
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“Another drink for you, groom-to-be?”
Distracted, Jonathan glanced at her. “Oh. Thank you, Mary Anne. When you come back—”
But she was already walking away, leaving the crowd behind.
This was the moment. She carried Jonathan’s glass and her own to the refreshment table. It was unattended, and she carefully found the cabernet and poured another glass, then, with the uncapped vial of potion against her palm, let it run into his glass with the wine.
She poured herself some merlot and took a sip to steady her nerves.
“Ah, thank you, Mary Anne.”
A masculine hand took the second glass from her hand.
Mary Anne did not release it. “No, that’s for—” She gripped the glass tightly.
Appalled, she felt the stem break, the foot come off in her hand.
Graham Corbett looked in astonishment from the piece she held to the one he held. Then in a mock salute, he lifted his part of the glass to his lips and drank deeply.
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Dear Reader,
One of life’s most frustrating realities, which most people learn at an early age, is that not all love is returned in equal measure. Most of us learn young that we can fall madly in love with someone who doesn’t know we’re alive. The girl falls in love with the high school football player, but he likes her best friend…and so on.
In the realm of legends, fairy tales and Harry Potter, one of the solutions to this problem has been the love potion. Of course, it’s in no way a foolproof answer. Though all is fair in love and war, we want to be loved without having to resort to witchcraft. And as to enchanted drafts, the wrong people sometimes drink them.
I hope you enjoy reading of love potions in a contemporary context and meeting Mary Anne Drew and Graham Corbett, who can both at least comfort themselves with the thought that love potions don’t work anyway.
Wishing you happiness and all good things always.
Sincerely,
Margot Early
The Things We Do for Love
Margot Early
ABOUT THE AUTHOR
Margot Early has written stories since she was twelve years old. She has published more than twenty books with Harlequin Books; her work has been translated into nine languages and sold in sixteen countries. Ms. Early lives high in Colorado’s San Juan Mountains with two German shepherds and several other pets, including snakes and tarantulas. She enjoys the outdoors, dance and spinning dog hair.
A man who believed me to be a witch once asked me,
quite gravely, if I’d put a spell on him.
I thought it a remarkable question and told him,
“Not on you.”
This book is for him.
CONTENTS
CHAPTER ONE
CHAPTER TWO
CHAPTER THREE
CHAPTER FOUR
CHAPTER FIVE
CHAPTER SIX
CHAPTER SEVEN
CHAPTER EIGHT
CHAPTER NINE
CHAPTER TEN
CHAPTER ELEVEN
CHAPTER TWELVE
CHAPTER THIRTEEN
CHAPTER FOURTEEN
EPILOGUE
CHAPTER ONE
Logan, West Virginia
MARY ANNE DREW was at her desk at The Logan Standard and the Miner when Cameron brought the news. Cameron, who was Mary Anne’s first cousin and best friend, grabbed a chair and straddled it, facing Mary Anne. “They’re engaged.”
Mary Anne did not ask who. She said, “No,” in a way that was sort of like a prayer.
Her face showing that she knew she was causing pain, Cameron said, “Yes. Angie and her friends were drinking martinis at the Face last night and Rhonda waited on them, and she told me that’s the news. She doesn’t have a ring yet, though.”
It couldn’t be true. Mary Anne smothered her feelings in a cascade of repetitions of this thought.
She’d been in love with Jonathan Hale for four years, ever since he’d arrived in Logan from Cincinnati to manage the public radio station, WLGN. She’d never experienced anything like it. At first, she’d thought nothing of the tall dark-haired man with his wire-rimmed glasses and matter-of-fact manner. Yes, she’d been impressed with the time he’d spent working overseas as a correspondent for Reuters. She knew he’d seen dreadful things in war zones, things he didn’t discuss. Then, one day when she’d come in to record an essay, he’d sat listening and watching her with brooding intensity. Afterward, he’d said, “That was good work, Mary Anne. I’m going to try to get it out to as many other stations as I can.”
She’d looked into his blue eyes and she had felt something that was almost like an arrow through the heart. She’d never understood where that image of Eros had come from until that moment; she’d been nailed by the arrows of Aphrodite’s son. The sheer force of the experience convinced her that Jonathan Hale was meant to be hers.
She believed it still.
Cameron asked, “Are you okay?”
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