By Elizabeth Young
From the fire-hot writer of requesting hassle comes a moment irresistibly humorous and romantic novel, during which we meet the delightfully depraved Harriet and John, who're matched as completely as scones and clotted cream -- if in simple terms Harriet may allow herself indulge. as much as her eyeballs in her pals' dramas, Harriet gray has no time for her personal, not to mention getting entangled with John Mackenzie. And notwithstanding it has been a while given that she's met the most lovely males London has to provide, it sort of feels John's entangled with another individual. Or is he? even though they are saying all's reasonable in love, Harriet isn't really approximately to complicate her lifestyles -- or hazard her middle. however the continual John turns out to pop up all over the place she turns, and shortly she's agreeing to satisfy him for a cocktail to pay off a prefer. in any case, what damage can pop out of 1 blameless little drink? might be a number of breathtaking kisses, a few suspiciously lingering embraces, and an excellent weak-kneed dizziness that almost all certainly isn't the flu. and that is prior to she reveals herself on their own with John at Christmas. .
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