It was a warmth that was in no way reflected in Sara's incredible brown eyes, and she made no effort to echo her escort’s enthusiasm. "We’ll wish you a good evening, then, Mr Hamilton,"

His eyes laughed down into hers. "I believe you called me Simon earlier."

"Did I?" she dismissed coolly. "How over-familiar of me!"

Not familiar enough for Simon. He turned to watch Sara and her escort cross the room to make their excuses to their host before leaving. All without those eyes giving so ...