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CHAPTER ONE

‘THE Valentino king of rose-giving is on the loose again,’ Heather Gale rerin at Ivy ‘He’s just ordered the sticky date and ginger fudge with the three dozen red roses to go to his current wonature Take it from me She’s just been crossed out of his little black book’

Ivy Thornton rolled her eyes over her sales er’s salacious interest in Jordan Powell’s playboy activities Ivy had allery exhibition of her paintings That had been two years ago, soon after her father had died and she’d been couidance

Much to her , co with the socialites who attended such events For some perverse reason Jordan Powell had asked to be introduced to her, which had displeased her hter who had ly presentable

There’d been curious interest in his eyes, probably because she didn’t fit in with the fashionable crowd The encounter was veryhis ar directed even momentarily to any other woman

Understandably

Keeping him to herself would have been a top-priority aim

The , bedroom blue eyes, perfectvoice andquirk of amusement as he’d spoken to Ivy No doubt, with his wealth and looks, the world and everyone in it existed for his amusement

‘How long did this love interest last?’ she asked, knowing Heather enjoyed keeping tabs on his affairs Jordan Poas the rose farest spender on the private-client list

Heather turned eagerly back to the coo he ordered jelly beans with the roses so that hten up and just have fun She probably didn’t get theof the ways A e, which indicates the heavy-sex stage’

‘You can’t really know that, Heather,’ Ivy dryly protested

‘Stands to reason He always starts off with the double chocolate fudge when he first sends roses to a neoman Clearly into seduction at that point’

‘I don’t think he needs to seduce anyone,’ Ivy ly fall at his feet, given one ounce of encouragement

Heather was not to be moved from her deductions ‘Probably not, but I think soet for a little while,’ she explained ‘Which is when he sends the roses with thehiet the ift’