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A sick feeling coursed through Lauren, settling in her stomach She showed the velvet case no such care as she had done the dress She yanked it open and stared at its contents

A dias and bracelet The na on the velvet case was redundant to Lauren She knew this particular design too well Tears that she dare not shed choked up her throat

He remembered her obsession with diamonds

Every surface in her aparts frouilty pleasure to spend a lazy evening in her recliner, going through the catalogs,the ones she liked, while in reality, she didn’t own a tiny pendant

The diagling to keep a check on her unraveling temper

Did he think she would be softened by this blatant display of wealth, that she would forget everything that had happened? That he could buy her off with expensive gifts?

The fact that he reed the stab of his betrayal a little deeper Whatever he said nohatever he did, she had to remember that he’d ret That he’d suspected her of the worst

She dropped the velvet case onto the tray on the bed “Please instruct her to take it back, Farrah, and to inforhness that I don’t intend to see hiain”

CHAPTER FOUR

LAUREN TIED THE sash on the plush thigh-length robe and walked into the sitting area of her suite With another plush towel, she rubbed the wetness out of her hair She would have lingered another hour in thein the innus, if she wasn’t scared she would turn into a prune “That marble tub is decadent, Farrah”

“I’ives you pleasure, Lauren”

Husky, honeyed—his tone sent waves of sensation rollicking over her already tingly flesh Her knees wobbled She pulled her towel off her face, her cheeks tightening with heat

Uncurling himself from the velvet ar over her with a thoroughness that instantly put her on edge Flaring with shock, Farrah’s gaze volleyed between them

“Leave us, Farrah” He threw the coaze from Lauren