Ardin parked in the driveway, making it perfectly clear she was a visitor and not a member of the household. He shook his head in exasperation as he disarmed the security system and unlocked the door leading to the kitchen. What in God's name was he thinking when he said she was welcome to stay with him and Leonie? At best she was an unwilling guest. A trapped prisoner was closer to the truth. Ardin would no sooner separate from Leonie than he would under the circumstances. He swore softly, remembering how she'd deceived him--letting him believe she'd help him with Leonie's adoption, and all the time scheming to adopt his little darling and take her away to live in Manhattan. She'd misled him deliberately, which made her little better than Suziette. Then why had he gone to see her this evening, and why had he invited her to stay here? He hoped it wasn't because he lusted after her luscious body, which was so deceptively slender.
