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If she worked quickly to tidy the apartet so, Victoria started to toss in toys, ipes and unused diapers

But nothing could take away froodson They’d played peekaboo and she’d tickled Dylan’s tummy They’d been to the beach, where she’d dipped Dylan’s toes in the shallohile he squealed in ecstasy They’d even shared an ice-crearanted, most of it had ended up over Dylan’s face, plus a few smears down Victoria’s favorite Kate Sylvester T-shirt

So she’d willingly offer to do it again Her godson was adorable A ht made her amend that statement Mostly he was adorable

The throaty roar of a powerfulup outside her town house unita miniature sock from under the coffee table

She checked the sliold watch on her wrist Too early for Michael and Suzy

The doorbell rang in a long, insistent buzz Victoria leaped to her feet, a quick glance showing that Dylan hadn’t stirred The bell buzzed again She shot across the rooh the peephole, yanked the door open before whoever it was could lean on the doorbell again

“Connor!”

Connor North, Michael’s best man, stood on her doorstep

To Victoria’s annoyance her pulse kicked up, but with practiced ease she avoided Connor’s gaze He wore a white T-shirt that stretched across a broad chest, and a pair of jeans that molded the lean hips

“I probably should have called”

His voice was gravelly, all es with no sree that it would have been better for him to have called first—and then hope like blazes that he would go

Instead, unable to answer hiray eyes, Victoria fixed her gaze on the hard line of his mouth Mistake It had been two years since he had kissed her at Michael and Suzy’s wedding By rights she should’ve forgotten all about the texture of his lips against hers, the desire that had spun dizzily within her

She hadn’t

Victoria sed

The ainst hers, was so immediate it could’ve happened yesterday Despite her every effort to pretend it had never happened at all