The Bodice Rips...

The Bodice Rips on Page 25 (Part 23) The Bodice Rips on Page 25 is a tongue-in-cheek contemporary and regency romance in a draft state.  Warning! The ending of this story about love will not be revealed! To start at the beginning, click here. *** Jane browsed the catalog as … Read More

The Bodice Rips on Page 25 (Part 22) The Bodice Rips on Page 25 is a tongue-in-cheek contemporary and regency romance in a draft state.  Warning! The ending of this story about love will not be revealed! To start at the beginning, click here. *** Two months later Jane was … Read More

The Bodice Rips on Page 25 is a tongue-in-cheek contemporary and regency romance in a draft state.  Warning! The ending of this story about love will not be revealed! To start at the beginning, click here. *** Jane picked up the phone on the third ring.  Two weeks had passed … Read More

Jane was stunned by the comment. “I’ve been in love. Plenty of times.” Michael raised an eyebrow. “With whom?” Jane searched her mind frantically. “Well, there was Tom in high school.” Michael snorted. Jane glared at him.  “Jim….Jim…Campbell. He was my college boyfriend.  We had sex and everthing.” “Wow…” Michael … Read More

Jane stared in the mirror. Her face was pale and no amount of make-up was going to change it.  Her disappointment in herself was written in frown lines at the edges of her lips. Why had she agreed to go on this date at all? He hadn’t left her with … Read More

Jane hadn’t heard from Michael since the ball.  She’d never mentioned the conversation with Sally to him and he hadn’t commented when she declined an after-dance drink. She’d claimed a headache and he’d let her go with a brief brush of his lips at her apartment door. She’d had her … Read More

Sophie stared in bewilderment at the scene before her. “Close the door,” Jane hissed from a corner of the room. “Someone might see you.” “I suspect the only one who can see me is you,” Sophie said. She closed the door behind her and sank onto a small stool. “I’m … Read More

Sophie followed her aunt up the stone stairs to the entrance of the American Embassy the following Friday. The building was crowded with members of the ton, curious, perhaps, to meet their first American. Rumors and whispers had abounded for weeks that the savage people simply didn’t know how to … Read More

In her imagination, Sophie saw Jonathan place his well-polished boot on the step of the gazebo. “Oh, you’re alone,” he said. “I was hoping to find you with the kitchen maid so we could speak.” He pivoted to go. “Please stay, Jonathan.” Sophie rose from her seat and took a … Read More

An apron over her morning dress, Sophie ambled around the garden, dead-heading flowers and cutting a bouquet for the dining room table centerpiece. Dropping a zinnia in her basket, she took a deep breath of perfume-scented air and tried to sort out her thoughts. It had been a week since … Read More