More Than a Dream

By Rebecca Stratton

Alexandre Larousse wasn't the kind of man for half measures. He was either loved or hated Well, April thought, she loved him. Not that it would do any good to admit it now. Alex was angry and bitter; her distrust had hurt him deeply. If only she could see him and apologize, tell him how this whole misunderstanding got started.... But perhaps she should just return to England and try to forget the unattainable Alex Larousse!

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