Winter FiresChapter 13
Marianne woke up and felt a warm body lying next to her. She smiled to herself, thinking about Chris, and last night. It might be coincidence that an active imagination made for a good photographer and a good lover, but she doubted it. In the three months since Knebworth, he'd shown that imagination many times, and Marianne was more than happy with the results! She turned over and looked at him, sleeping solidly beside her in the warm morning light filtered through the curtains. Chris...