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by Saskia Woodhill (Author)
A time-slip story with a difference: a lonely woman, a man who came from nowhere and a sensual, slow-burn romance.
In retrospect Abigail found it hard to believe she acted the way she did when a naked stranger collapsed in through her front door on a snowy nigh.
Being widowed and living alone should have made her cautious - but no, she dragged him inside, closed the front door on the freezing winter night then checked his pulse, she left him on the hall floor wrapped in a blanket and just waited for him to wake up.
He said he had been shunted sideways from another time-stream, a parallel existence where everything was different. But for some reason this bizarre claim didn't make her call the police..
Where was her normal caution with men who tried to get close to her and her money? Why was she not frightened of him? Not to mention the fact that she had never believed in anything remotely paranormal either ...
