Page 8 (1/2)

True, he no longer had to bypass the law to live, and live well But old habits die hard

The probleitimate operation? What he saw as a harhed on Eve like a stone

Added to that was the huether, she was far from sure of him

She , shifted Even in sleep, hea very difficult ti to be necessary, soon, for both of them

For the moment, he would deal hat he could control It would be very simple for hi to Cicely Towers It would be less siray areas of his concerns into the light

He looked down to study her She was sleeping well, her hand open and relaxed on the pillow He knew soht herit would rein

Eve woke to the fragrance of coffee Genuine, rich coffee ground from beans cultivated on Roarke’s plantation in South America The luxury of that was, Eve could adrown accusto at Roarke’s

Her lips were curved before her eyes opened

“Christ, heaven couldn’t be better than this”

“I’lad you think so”

Her eyes ed to focus on him He was fully dressed in one of the dark suits thatarea below the raised platfor breakfast and his quick daily scan of the day’s news on his monitor

The gray cat she’d na on the arm of the chair and studied Roarke’s plate with bicolored, avaricious eyes

“What time is it?” she demanded, and the bedside clockhave you been up?”

“Awhile You didn’t say when you had to be in”

She ran her hands over her face, up through her hair “I’ve got a couple hours” A slow starter, she crawled out of bed and looked groggily around for so to wear