About This Book
Carol Reid lost her advertising job when the magazine she worked on folded, but she was lucky enough to be hired as head of a publishers publicity department. She wasn't concerned when she heard the name of the vacationing editor-in-chief Andrew Morgan was a common name, surely it wasn't her Andy. But it was; Andy who she had stopped loving eight and a half years ago when she had resumed her maiden name. Now some unexplained urgency compelled Carol to examine her true feelings for him before they both married someone else.
Tall and lovely, Carol Reid felt herself a lucky woman, indeed rich—with friends, plenty of dates, a cozy Manhattan apartment of her own, and an exciting and challenging new job.
As for love, well, she had loved once and she knew what bitter misery love could bring. Besides, the wild sweet excitement that people called love—that was for the very young, the immature. No ever again for her. If she were to marry again, it would be for better, wisher reasons.
Kindness, understanding, harmony. Those were the important things between a man and a woman, she told herself resolutely.
Yes, her mind understood, accepted. But her heart—well, her heart had a mind of its own…
