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192 pages, Kindle Edition
First published May 2, 2003





‘Your son is the mirror image of his very handsome papa. And Christien Laroche is not the male I took him for if he does not relish the sight of himself reprised in miniature,’ Pippa opined drily. ‘Furthermore, when Jake reveals his meteoric IQ and his deeply boring current obsession with fast cars Christien will experience such a shocking sense of soul-deep recognition that he will be flattered to death.’
‘Christien woke to find his three-year-old son staring at him from the foot of the bed.
‘What are you doing in Mummy’s bed?’ Jake asked, wide-eyed.
‘She had a nightmare,’ Christien responded glibly.
‘What happened to her nightie?’ Jake demanded.
‘It fell off…when she was having the nightmare,’ Christien told him boldly, but a faint flush of colour underscored his superb cheekbones.
Tabby, who had woken up too, started to laugh.
‘You’re supposed to be supporting me here,’ Christien breathed in a meaningful undertone out of the corner of his handsome mouth.
‘You’ll have to do better than that to get support!’ Tabby spluttered, for she was in the grip of helpless giggles.’