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back to Seattle and I don’t want any part of my old life.“
    “Then have dinner with me for old times’ sake.“
    When she lifted her eyes helplessly toward heaven, he leaned forward, both strong hands flattened on
    the counter top in a gesture that reminded her vaguely of the way he had first approached her in her office.
    “Is it too much to ask, Reyna? After I’ve come all this way? I swear I won’t make things awkward
    when the evening is over.“
    She looked at him, knowing with a sense of mild disgust that she was weakening. It was a novelty
    having Trev Langdon pleading for a dinner date. My God! she thought ruefully, I gave him a lot less
    argument than this the night I went to his bed!
    But perhaps she could use the evening to make it clear to him that she harbored neither an undying
    bitterness nor the embers of an equally undying love.
    There was, she reminded herself honestly, one other factor to be added to the equation. Trev Langdon
    could be excellent company and it had been a while since she’d dined with a man who could make an
    evening’s conversation shimmer with interest the way Trev could.
    Before she quite realized what she was doing, the words were out of her mouth.
    “All right, Trev. I’ll have dinner with you.“
    3
    He showed up at her door wearing a light-colored linen jacket, a chocolate-brown shirt and a beautifully
    striped silk tie. The crease in the dark perfectly tailored trousers had somehow survived the humidity. The
    black pelt of his hair was still damp from the shower, and in the patio light there were traces of silver buried
    in the thick, carefully combed depths.
    Reyna took in his appearance with a politely repressed smile. She was dressed in a gold-and-red print
    sheath mat fell to her ankles. A long slit up the side provided ease of movement and revealed the little strap
    sandals on her feet. Her hair was down around her shoulders, trimmed with a brilliant red blossom. The
    sheath left her shoulders nearly bare, revealing the gold cast to her skin – a legacy of the Hawaiian sun. If
    it wasn’t for the hint of deviltry in those amber eyes, she thought, she would have felt like an island girl
    going out on a date with a visiting missionary.
    The thought lightened her mood, removing the small flickers of anxiety which had begun to annoy her
    during the day. It wasn’t that she was nervous about any residual emotions she might still have for this man,
    Reyna had told herself several times during the afternoon; it was more a case of questioning her own
    judgment Trev could be a little overpowering when he chose and she didn’t want to wind up fending him off
    all evening.
    “Don’t look so nervous,“ he advised on a note of gentle, perhaps slightly satisfied, laughter. “You should
    know my manners are reasonably good I like your hair down, by the way,“ he added, reaching out
    unexpectedly to touch the soft mass experimentally. “You never used to wear it that way.“
    “It didn’t fit my old life-style,“ she pointed out, stepping delicately out of reach of the questing fingers.
    His hand fell back to his side. “And I’m not nervous – Fm just hoping you’re not going to spend the whole
    evening making advances.“
    He moved, taking her arm in a firm grip as she shut the door behind her. “Worried about falling victim to
    my brilliant seduction techniques?“
    “No.“ She smiled as he started her down the path. “I’m quite cured.“
    “You keep saying that But I don’t believe you, Reyna. Your kind of love doesn’t die in six months’
    time.“
    “You speak as an authority on the subject?“ she taunted as they walked through the lobby and out into
    the parking lot “Let’s just say I’ve become one since you left If I’d been an authority at the time, I never
    would have let you walk out of my office that day,“ he remarked. “It took me awhile to realize what I’d
    lost“
    “What were you expecting me to say that day, Trev?“ Reyna