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Then, as the fahnuts and cookies, Louisa turned with an apologetic smile to the last customer “Good afternoon I’m so sorry for the wait—”

Then she finally got a good look at theof tourists She sucked in her breath The tongs she’d been holding dropped to the floor with a clang

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sp; Rafael looked down at her, s with his dark eyes

“Hello, Louisa,” he said “How are you?”

She stared at him in shock, unable to speak

It had been almost a year and a half since she’d left him in Istanbul, this selfish, coldhearted man who hadn’t wanted either a wife or a child He looked at her noith the exact sahtin the tiny office behind the counter The baby he didn’t know about

Involuntarily shehis view of the office door What was Rafael doing in Florida? Had he somehow found out about Noah?

“What are you doing here?” she choked out

“You don’t look pleased to see lanced up at her with a sheepish half suess you’re not the one who sent the letter I hoped you were”

“Letter?” She hid her shock by leaning down behind the counter to pick up the tongs from the tile floor She turned and dropped theainst the sink, she closed her eyes and took a deep breath

“Not exactly a letter,” he clarified “It was a flyer advertising your bakery Someone sent it to my office in Paris”

A chill went through her She knew just who’d sent it Damn Katie!

Fear pierced her heart

Don’t be afraid, she told herself desperately Why should Rafael Cruz frighten her? She was no longer his eer his lover This was her bakery, hers and her sister’s, and if Louisa chose, she would throw him out onto the street!