"A night at the theatre?" Donovan stared at her, searching her eyes as though he knew there were secrets she was

fighting desperately to hide. "You want to go to the theatre? With me? Tonight?"

Samantha turned away from him, seeking some shelter from the intensity of his eyes. At times the man could read her mind. She couldn't afford to allow him that luxury tonight.

"As you have pointed out on numerous occasions, it is important for people to believe we are enjoying wedded

bliss."

"True. But you have a propensity for ignoring anything I say."

"I also can be made to see reason." She stood in front of...