The Sexiest Man Alive. Sandra Marton

Not even his tie was askew.

      “Can’t what?” Claire asked suspiciously.

      Good question, Susannah thought, and waited for the detestable Mr Romano to field it. He did, along with a smile that oozed concern.

      “She can’t explain why she fainted, Miss...?”

      “Haines,” Claire said, and looked even more suspiciously at Susannah. “You fainted?”

      Susannah licked her lips. “Ah... Yes. Yes, that’s right. I fainted.”

      Claire’s brow furrowed. “Why?”

      “Why?” Susannah asked stupidly, and Claire nodded.

      “That’s what I said, Suze. Why’d you faint? People don’t simply keel over for no reason at all ”

      Susannah looked at Matthew. You’re the one with the answers, her eyes said, so go ahead. Come up with a good one.

      “It was the shock,” Romano said smoothly, and offered her his hand. “Miss Madison? Are you feeling well enough to stand?”

      “Thank you.” Her tone was as polite as his. “I don’t need any help.”

      But she did. Her legs weren’t as steady as her voice. She rocked on her heels when she slid from the table, and he slipped a gentlemanly arm around her shoulders.