From the Author
"I'm trying to overcome my shock that you cared enough to stop me." Instead, her insides thrummed with a thrill. "And if that was a performance, then you forced me to it."
Those eyes of his studied her relentlessly. Why didn't the infuriating man say anything? Demand a DNA test? Throw her out if he didn't believe her? Threaten her like his grandfather had done?
She had been prepared for all of that. Except his impenetrable silence, this unnerving composure.
It made her want to take a sledgehammer and smash it to pieces.
"You pulling me into a room like this, away from prying eyes should bring back memories for you," she threw recklessly. "Lucky for me, because it seems you erased that evening from your mind."
His chin jerked, and his eyes lost that inscrutable expression. "I was successful. Until this very evening."
Alex blinked at the hurt that pinged through her,as if her poisonous dart had found its way back to her. She didn't think he was saying it to get a rise out of her, like she'd done.
No, he merely stated fact.
"What would you have dared to remind me, Alexis?"
Her name on his lips was a possessive caress that threatened her paper-thin composure.
Suppressing the dangerous urge to take up the challenge in his tone, she said, "Your assumption that I'm dying to...renew our acquaintance smacks of arrogance. I'm here only for Isabella."
About the Author
Tara Pammi can't remember a moment when she wasn't lost in a book, especially a romance which, as a teenager, was much more exciting than mathematics textbook. Years later Tara’s wild imagination and love for the written word revealed what she really wanted to do: write! She lives in Colorado with the most co-operative man on the planet and two daughters. Tara loves to hear from readers and can be reached at firstname.lastname@example.org or her website www.tarapammi.com.