Helena thought she had heard wrong.  

Lance Chase had said yes.  

He held the letter in one hand while holding hers in the other. Helena felt chills touching his skin, but she presumed that if she showed all her disgust for that man, perhaps he would change his mind.

Lance took a deep breath, sensing Helena's perfume, the natural scent of her skin. She looked at him more in those seconds than she had in all those days. He lowered his gaze to her hands, which were closing ...