The Last Bachelor
April, 2009
He was the stud of the well-bred set. Now he's about to take the plunge. Can he fit in one last fling?merging from the surf, Ginny was amazed to discover A.G. sitting cross-legged on her towel, chatting up her niece. Her first reaction was entirely self-conscious—wondering how she looked dripping wet in her ratty blue Speedo—her first impulse to flee. She hadn't seen him in—what, a couple of years? That night after the Alzheimer's ball, when he'd drunkenlv asked her to come to St. Barts. After a...
