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      “Such a beautiful ceremony. I’m so happy for you,” Belle sighed, obviously caught up in some romantic image that had nothing to do with reality. “You make a perfect couple.”

      “You’re living in a fairy tale,” Santiago Velazquez muttered. “They can obviously barely stand each other.”

      Belle whirled on him irritably. “Just once, could you keep your bad attitude to yourself?” Her voice was shrill. “I’m sick of hearing it!”

      He shrugged, glancing at Darius. “You got married because she’s pregnant, right?”

      “Velazquez, don’t make me punch you on my wedding day.”

      “See?” Belle crowed. “Even Darius can’t stand you.”

      The Spaniard looked superior. “Just because I’m the only one who is willing to speak the truth…”

      “The truth is that marriage is about love and commitment and a whole bunch of sophisticated emotions you obviously can’t handle. So keep your opinions to yourself. You might think you’re being all deep, but talking like that at a wedding is just plain tacky!”

      The Spaniard’s eyes narrowed and for a moment Letty was afraid that the constant bickering between them was about to boil over into something truly unpleasant. But to her relief, the man abruptly gave a stiff nod.

      “You are right.”

      Belle stared at him wide-eyed, then tossed her hair, huffing with a flare of her nostrils. “Course I’m right. I’m always right.”

      Letty exhaled as they seemed to drop the matter.

      “Except for when you’re wrong,” came his sardonic response, “which is every other time but now, since you’re obviously living in some ridiculous romantic dream world.”

      Belle glared at him, then whirled on Letty with a beaming smile. “Are you having a good wedding day, sweetie? Because that’s what I care about. Because I’m not rude like some people. We learn manners in Texas.”

      “I have a ranch in Texas,” the Spaniard rejoined. “And I learned an expression that I believe applies to you, Miss Langtry.”

      “The meek shall inherit the earth?”

      He gave her a sensual half smile. “All hat, no cattle.”

      Belle gave an outraged intake of breath. Then she said sweetly, “That’s a lot of big talk for a man with a girl’s name.”

      He looked irritated. “You’re saying it wrong. An-hel. And it is a man’s name. In every Spanish-speaking country…”

      “Aaain-jel, Aaain-jel!” she taunted, using the pronunciation that involved harps and wings. She blinked. “Oh, look, the limo’s here.”

      Letty almost cried in relief.

      “Finally,” Darius muttered. The limo had barely slowed down at the curb before he opened the back door for his bride. Letty jumped in, eager to escape.

      “Where are we going?” Belle said, starting to follow, the Spaniard coming up behind her. Darius blocked them from the limo.

      “Thank you so much. Both of you. But I’m afraid Letty and I must leave immediately for Greece.”

      Belle frowned. “I thought you weren’t leaving until tomorrow. We were going to take you out for dinner…”

      “Unfortunately, we must get on the plane immediately. My family is waiting to meet my new bride.”

      “Oh,” Belle said, crestfallen. “In that case… Of course I understand.” Leaning into the back of the limo, she hugged Letty. “Have a wonderful honeymoon! You deserve every bit of your happiness!”

      Belle was right, Letty reflected numbly as the limo pulled away from her friend still beaming and waving on the sidewalk. She’d get all the happiness she deserved after abandoning her father to marry Darius: none.

      Letty stared out at the gray rain. Darius sat beside her silently for the hour and a half it took to drive through the evening rush-hour traffic to the small airport outside the city. As they boarded his private jet, he continued to ignore her.

      Fine. Letty didn’t care. She felt exhausted and miserable. Walking to the separate bedroom in the back of the jet, she shut the door behind her. Climbing into bed, she pulled the blanket up to her forehead, struggling to hold back tears. She closed her eyes.

      And woke up in a different world.

      Letty sat up with an intake of breath.

      She was no longer on the jet. She found herself in a big, bright bedroom, empty except for a king-size wrought-iron bed.

      Brilliant sunlight came through the open windows, leaving warm patterns against the white walls and red tiled floor. She heard laughter outside and conversation in an exotic language and the sweet singing of birds.

      She looked down at the soft blanket and cotton sheets. Where was she? And—her lips parted in a gasp. She was wearing only her bra and panties! Someone had undressed her while she was asleep! The thought horrified her.

      How had she gotten into this bed?

      The flight across the Atlantic had been lonely and dark. She remembered crying herself to sleep on the plane. After her sleepless night before their wedding, she’d slept deeply.

      She dimly remembered Darius carrying her, the warmth of his chest, the comforting rumble of his voice.

      “So you’re awake.”

      Looking up with an intake of breath, Letty saw her husband now standing in the open doorway, dressed more casually than she’d ever seen him, in a snug black T-shirt and long cargo shorts. Sunlight lit him from behind, leaving his expression in shadow.

      “Where are we?”

      “The island of Heraklios. My villa.”

      “I barely remember arriving.”

      “You were exhausted. Overwhelmed from the happiness of marrying me,” he said sardonically.

      “What time is it?”

      “Here? Almost two in the afternoon.” He motioned to a nearby door. “There’s an en suite bathroom if you’d like a shower.” He indicated a large walk-in closet. “Your clothes have already been unpacked.”

      “Are you the one who took off my clothes?”

      “Just so you’d sleep more comfortably.”

      She bit her lip as she looked down at the bed. “Um. And did you…did we…uh, share this bed?”

      His shoulders tensed. “If you’re asking if I took advantage of you in your sleep, the answer is no.”

      She took a deep breath. “I didn’t mean…”

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