Mary was running away from a lifetime of abuse, looking only for a safe place to
raise her children. Eveline had been rejected by her family, and was trying to start
her life over. When chance threw them together, it was only a matter of time before
the sparks of desire caught fire. But will their mutual attraction be enough? Only
time will tell, as Mary attempts to embrace her…Innocent Passion.
~~~~~ Excerpt ~~~~~
“You mentioned a shower?” Eveline asked, feeling her frigid, waterlogged jeans
sticking uncomfortably to her thighs.
“Of course,” Mary said, blushing. She led her down a short hall to a bathroom.
“Just toss your clothes outside the door. I'll put them in the dryer. It's one of
the few extras this place has.”
She skinned out of her wet clothes quickly, tossed them blindly out the bathroom
door, then stepped under the blessedly hot spray of the shower, letting the heat
soak into her bones. Unwilling to get her long black hair wet when she had a long
drive home in terrible weather, she lathered with a bar of soap over and over, until
the last remnants of chill had been driven away.
She stepped out, drying herself with a threadbare but clean towel. She was just
hanging it up and beginning to wonder what she was gong to wear while her clothes
finished drying when there was a polite tap at the door. Mary came in, with a small
pile of clothes held in her arms.
“I thought these might fit,” she started, then broke off, staring at her naked
body. Her pale face, her skin like cream under Evey's gaze, flushed scarlet.
Eveline kept her face carefully neutral. Oh. So it's like that, is it? But inside,
her heart leaped, even as her belly spasmed in frustrated longing. Two children,
and a lesbian? She must have one hell of a story to tell. And I doubt it's a happy
“Thanks,” she said calmly, taking the clothes.
“I've...I've got your clothes in the dryer,” Mary stuttered, still unable to
peel her eyes away from her chest. “Come on out when you’re ready.”