The Distant Dream — Lilian Peake

A rolling stone, Doranne had called him, a man without a care in the world.

"A born nomad," Rhian agreed with a smile, "roaming through jungles and across deserts, leaving behind nothing but my footprints in the sand. And without a woman tagging behind."

Maretta stared up at Rhian as the words registered in her mind. She tried to hate him but it was no use. The love she felt was too real to be denied.

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When Professor Harford Tudor first invited Maretta to visit him, she looked on the invitation as coming from a kindly colleague who looked on her work as promising. After all, the professor was old enough to be her father.

So it was disconcerting, to say the least, when Professor Harford's disagreeable son Rhian began to treat her as - well, some kind of adventuress! What a ridiculous situation to be in - a bone of contention between father and son!

At least it would have been ridiculous if it hadn't become so serious - for she soon realised, to her horror, that she had fallen in love with one man, and didn't want to hurt the other. What should she do?


Hero: Rhian Tudor
Heroine: Maretta Newell