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disadvantage, for the first time in
     so long, surrounded by such disparate female company, Peter found himself at a loss
     for words.
    “Do come in,” he managed, still not quite able to tear his gaze from her lovely lips.
    Slightly pouty.
    Unpainted.
    They looked so soft... he longed to brush a finger across them. Like the velvet blush
     of a rose petal... they begged to be touched.
    Hardly by design, he held her hand a bit longer than was appropriate.
     
     
     
     
     
     
    CHAPTER 3
     
     
    Her hands were trembling.
    Sarah prayed he wouldn ’ t notice.
    Confound it all, this wasn ’ t going to work.
    Good Lord! This, of course, was the man who had turned her cousin ’ s heart. Of course he would be beautiful. For him, Mary had cast away all her values.
     For him, she had thrown away her life!
    Sarah tried to remember as she stared into his eyes—deep blue, and piercing in a way
     she ’ d never experienced before. In that instant she was grateful her own eyes were shielded,
     for she doubted she could have hidden the thoughts that were going through her mind.
    There was something slightly wi cked in the way he gazed at her ... something slightly thrilling about the wa y his eyes lowered to her mouth ... lingered there.
    It gave her a delicious but unwelcome shiver.
    Resisting the urge to turn away, she reminded herself that a blind woman could not
     be cowed by what she could not see. And she tried to appear oblivious, tried to appear
     blissfully unaware of his lips, which parted once more to speak. Sensual lips that pro mised a lover’s gentle kisses...
    Another shiver raced down her spine.
    She closed her eyes.
    He was Mary ’ s murderer, she reminded herself — a heartless wretch.
    “ My son, Christopher, ” he said, introducing the boy who sat behind the desk with a wave of his hand—a gesture
     she wasn ’ t supposed to see.
    She could scarcely hide her gasp of surprise at his introduction.
    How could she have failed to notice the very face she most wished to see?
    Swallowing the lump that rose in her throat, she resisted the urge to turn to him
     fully, to drink in the sight of Christopher Holland with her eyes. So long she ’ d waited for this moment! She tried to focus on Mel ’ s advice, and instead tilted her head toward the sound of his voice when he spoke,
     seeing him first through the sound of his little-boy voice.
    “ Hello, ” the boy said quietly, and the single word was the sweetest greeting Sarah had ever heard.
     It was the dulcet voice of a six-year-old angel.
    Peter Holland ’ s brows lifted. “ Forgive me, ” he said, “ I certainly didn ’ t intend to startle you with his presence, but... you see ... my son wishes to personally ... er ... conduct this interview. ”
    He smiled a devastating smile that Sarah wasn ’ t supposed to react to. Because she wasn ’ t supposed to see it. A reflex, she was quite certain. He probably couldn ’ t help himself, she thought sourly. He was very likely quite used to stealing hearts and charming young women to death.
    And still her heart quickened its pace.
    “ Have you objections to his presence? ”
    Sarah resisted the urge to turn and stare at her cousin ’ s child. “ Not at all! ” she replied, a nd tried not to sound overeager . “ He ’ s the one I most need to impress, is he not? ”
    Peter chuckled at her question. “H e is at that, ” he agreed, and seemed to relax a bit in his stance. He turned to his son. “ Ready, sport? ”
    “ Yes, sir, ” the boy replied.
    In the meek sound of his voice, there was little evidence of his tempestuous mother,
     and the realization filled Sarah with grief.
    And yet, she determined, how could there be anything of Mary in him at all when Mary
     had had so little influence upon his life?
    “ Very well, ” Peter continued, dismissing his butler with a nod. He turned to Mel, motioning toward
     the facing chair. “ My apologies, ” he said, “ but as you see, I ’ ve only the