'I just-walked in from the street.' 'A lucky chance,' he agreed. 'But it doesn't alter the fact that I've been searching for you. Or did you think I'd just let you vanish like that?' She was very still suddenly. She said, 'I hoped you'd understand my wishes-and respect them.' He shook his head. 'Unfortunately, I'm not a great respecter of wishes that don't coincide with my own.' There was a pause. 'You didn't suspect anything when I sent you the invitation to the opening?' 'No, how could I?' Zanna looked down at her clasped hands. 'After all, it wasn't addressed to Susie Smith.' His smile reached out to her. The dark eyes lingered on her face, her mouth, then moved down to her breasts. 'Perhaps it should have been. But I wanted us to start again, without pretence this time.' She felt her heart begin to thud, half in trepidation, half in nervous excitement. Be careful, she warned herself silently. The dark path of his attraction was not something she dared to tread again. 'When did you find out-who I really was?' 'It didn't take long to establish.' His expression was enigmatic. 'No, probably not.' She paused.
