Waiting for Deborah

Would he ever love her? A waif in need of his care... that was obviously how dynamic consultant Sir James Marlow saw Deborah, otherwise why would he bother to keep rescuing her? Deborah knew it couldn't be because of her looks - with carrot-coloured hair and no figure to speak of, that was the only explanation she could come up with. Unless, of course, he wanted something else from her altogether?


Genre: Romance