A Foreign Affair
Evelyn Richardson

Excerpt

Hearts Afire

Helena’s heart turned over at the sadness in his voice— the privations Major Brett Stanford must have made were unimaginable.

“But at least you have lived,” she said. It was a simple statement, quietly made, but he suddenly understood the frustration she must have been battling her entire life. What would he have done in her position? Gone mad, very likely. He rose, still holding her hand, pulled her up to face him, and replied, “You too are living now.”

The look in his eyes made her heart pound. His touch made her skin tingle.

Brett’s other hand slowly traced the curve of her cheek and then gently cupped her chin. His lips touched hers gently, caressingly, then firmly as his arms slid around her waist and pulled her to him.

Helena’s entire body seemed to burst into flame—like the blaze they had just witnessed. Yet, as unnerving as it was, it was also more exhilarating than anything she had ever experienced. He was right: she was alive, at last…