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192 pages, Hardcover
First published January 1, 1983
“The first day Joanna saw him at the ski-run on his own she thought perhaps the redhead had decided to spend the day in Banff for a change, but when she didn't put in an appearance for three days in a row Joanna knew the other woman had left, that it had only been a holiday romance after all and not a cosy getaway for two in Canada.
As far as she was concerned it was the ideal opportunity for her to make him aware of her, something she hadn't so far achieved, for all that she had tried to.”


“Miss Proctor,' he acknowledged curtly, and instantly left the locker-room.
So much for getting him to notice her! Oh, he had noticed her, all right, and just as soon dismissed her, she thought indignantly. Well, Joshua Radcliffe was about to find out that she only became all the more determined when something was constantly denied her.”
“Oh, I do,'she nodded eagerly. 'Er--could I buy you another cup of coffee?' she asked desperately as he seemed about to get up and leave.
He froze in the action of standing, looking down at her slowly. 'Are you in the habit of buying strange men coffee?' His voice was icy.”
“For a moment he said nothing, then his mouth twisted into a mocking smile. 'And I suppose you've been tempting men since you were in your cradle?' he mused.
He was actually flirting with her! 'Not exactly,' she grinned.
All humour left him, leaving his face more austere than usual. 'That's probably because you haven't left it yet!' And with this abrupt comment he left her.”



“But the situation won't! I'll still be married to you and wishing I weren't, and you'll still be married to me and wishing you weren't. I know you're taking Angela with you, Joshua,' she told him softly. 'Am I supposed to sit here in London waiting faithfully for my husband to come back from a year spent with his mistress?' she scorned.”
“No,' he rasped. 'You're supposed to go out and find yourself a lover for a year!'
'What?' she gasped weakly.
'We'll be totally separated, Joanna,' he informed her harshly. 'Live our own lives, have our own friends. You and I will be totally free to be with whom we like, sleep with whom we like for that year.”
