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CHAPTER ONE

‘MARIE! How are you?’

Sara blinked up at the tall attractive ret ‘I’ainst his English one, ‘I’ person’ She turned aith an apologetic s that she could have been the absent Marie This , possibly in hisblue eyes he looked as if he could be fun to be around

He took hold of her ar to tell Nick that you andering around Soho on your own’

Sara frowned, her deep brown eyes puzzled, a startling contrast to her long golden-blonde hair, hair bleached by years under the Florida sun Having lived in America most of her life she had been curious to see the country she had been born in, the country she had lived in until she was a year old, taken to start a new life in America by her mother after the untimely death of her husband

‘I’ man, ‘but you really are mistaken’

He rerinned, ‘but I know you too well to be fooled by that’ He put his arerously close to her breast

Sara stiffened, revising her opinion of him He was obviously a flirt, and he sounded as if he and Marie were more than just casual acquaintances

She gave him a cold stare ‘Would you kindly take your hands offhair back over her shoulder

He frowned down at her but o ‘There’s no need to be like this, Marie I ads between us last year, but Nick—’

Sara squirmed away from him ‘I don’t know any Nick, and I don’t know you either And if you don’t let go of me I’ll call a policeht a man would try to pick her up so openly It was thesession, and she certainly hadn’t expected to be accosted like this

‘Okay, okay,’ the et nasty If you want to keep up this pretence of being an Aed

She wasn’t pretending to be anything, an Ah this wasn’t a very high class area to have got lost in She only hoped Aunt Susan didn’t go ho been in this country a couple of days herself she had no idea of the way back to Aunt Susan’s house

‘Maybe I could be your guide?’ The lance ‘Hey, that could be fun, Marie We could—’

‘I already have a guide,’ she interrupted him, annoyed by the fact that he still believed her to be this other woman It would seem he knew Marie very well, whichUnless this was the way he usually picked his women up!

‘Oh, I see,’ he smiled bitterly ‘I bet Nick doesn’t know about this—and I wish to God I didn’t!’ He bent and kissed her briefly on theshot

Sara stared after him dazedly She wasn’t a prude, she had been kissed before, but never by a coer And he had been so respectable to look at too, his black pinstriped suit and snohite shirt immaculate

‘Sara!’ Her pluoodness I’ve found you!’

Sara turned, the flirtatious stranger already sed up in the crowd ‘I y

Susan Ford was a pleasantly pluold as Sara’s by a light tint every couple of months, her face still youthfully smooth and attractive She was Sara’s h the sisters had been parted for the last twenty years their letters to each other had been numerous, so much so that Sara felt as if she already knew her aunt when they hadher aunt