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den…Ha. She hadn’t been in control for a single moment since she’d met Gui.
    “I slept fine,” she said.
    “Coffee?”
    “That would be nice.”
    “Cream or sugar?”
    “Just cream,” she said, then wrapped the sheets around her body and leaned back against the headboard. The two men she’d had as lovers before Gui had never spent the night, and frankly she had absolutely no idea what to do with him this morning.
    He brought her a cup of coffee with a saucer. When she reached for it, he held it just out of her reach.
    “May I please have the coffee?”
    He handed it to her and sat on the bed. He was so close that she worried about her morning breath. Then she worried about her hair, which often resembled Medusa’s snakes first thing in the morning. Then she wondered if she had a crease in her face from the pillowcase.
    She set her coffee mug down on the nightstand. “I need a minute in the…” What did they call the bathroom in Spain? In the UK it was the toilet or water closet and she was making a complete mess of this when all she wanted was for everything to be perfect.
    “Of course. Where is your robe? I’ll bring it to you.”
    “Hanging in my closet on a hook to the right, but, um…you don’t have to go get it.”
    “Forgive me,” he said with a slight bow. “I’d much rather see you naked.”
    She blushed. Seriously blushed. “The robe would be very nice.”
    He chuckled as he walked away. Last night, when he’d made love to her, she’d forgotten her body issues, but this morning they were all back. She leaned over the edge of her bed, trying to catch a glimpse of herself in the mirror over her dressing table. Her hair was as bad as she’d feared. Repeated pats wouldn’t make it stay down.
    “My lady,” Gui said as he returned.
    She stopped messing with her hair and tried to smile at him, but it had to look strained. She took the robe he held out to her and drew it on while trying to keep the covers in place.
    She finally had it wrapped around her and got out of the bed. As soon as she did Gui drew her into his arms and kissed her.
    She forgot about the fact that she had morning breath and Medusa hair. She wrapped her arms around his lean waist and rested against him for a moment. She knew this was an illusion, that they weren’t a couple in the throes of falling in love, but for this one moment she wanted to pretend they were.
    “We didn’t make any decisions last night,” she said when he drew back.
    “Go take care of your business and then we will talk.”
    “I’m not sure that talking is going to help us.”
    “Trust me, it will. Our engagement is on Page Six of the Post. At this point I think we need to decide how we are going to handle it.”
    “Are we engaged?” she asked. She still wasn’t sure after last night. He’d held her close, slept with her all through the night, waking her twice to make love to her again. Each time she’d welcomed him into her body—and, she admitted to herself, into her heart.
    She’d wanted to wrap her legs and arms around him the last time and keep him there forever. Because when Gui made love to her, she forgot all the insecurities that dogged her the rest of the time.
    “What are you thinking?”
    “Um…nothing.”
    He shook his head. “Your eyes are so expressive, bebe. Do you know that?”
    She shook her head.
    “Well, they are.”
    “What do you think you see in my eyes?” she asked.
    “Passion. Do you want me again, Kara?” he asked, drawing his finger along the edge of her robe.
    She shivered under his touch. Of course she wanted him. And his touching her only brought the passion in her to the fore. She leaned toward him, going up on her tiptoes to meet his mouth as it came down toward hers.
    He tasted of minty toothpaste and coffee. His tongue tangled with hers and then stroked into her mouth with long languid kisses.
    His arms came around her, drawing her more securely into the curves of his body. She held on to his