Moonlight in Tuscany: '...do nothing? How, when the moonlight shines on your hair, turning it to liquid gold… and your little white nightie is just slipping off your shoulder?
Kate Fitzroy
'‘Do you think we will be able to think of something to do?’ Charlie laughed.
‘You know, we could do nothing, just relax.’
‘You might be able to do nothing, but I know, I couldn’t… especially when the moonlight shines on your hair, turning it to liquid gold… and your little white nightie is just slipping off your shoulder… but you’re right. We could try talking. You haven’t told me about your trip yet.’ Charlie lay back in bed, holding her hand in his."