The Forbidden Bride-To-Be. Kathryn Taylor

you.”

      She bowed her head. “Yes. And he expressly told me not to say anything. But, as usual, my mouth was engaged before my brain was in gear.”

      “A frequent occurrence with you, I’ve noticed.” He stared at her for a long moment, then smiled, revealing two beautiful dimples. “I prefer unguarded honesty to a well-rehearsed lie.”

      Her stomach muscles tightened. No matter how quickly he’d recovered, she had still touched on a raw nerve. “I’m sorry.”

      “It’s not a state secret. You can pick up an old newspaper and find stories about the incident.”

      “I don’t dig into other people’s pasts. Mine isn’t a Norman Rockwell portrait.”

      “As long as Damon doesn’t mind...”

      She pretended not to hear. Her relationship with Damon was not a subject she wished to discuss. Alex already had his doubts. Why add to his suspicions by proving how little she knew about her fiancé?