He smiled, looking sheepish, boyish, and utterly, sinfully, annoyingly handsome all at the same time. “Whatever words you think Miss Dahlia would take the greatest comfort in reading on the morning of what should have been her wedding.” And in an instant all her principles were shot to smithereens. Because that lovely, thoughtful gesture amid everything else Giles had had to deal with over the last two days did more than pluck at Diana’s toughened heartstrings—it also broke through the impenetrable wall she had built around that jaded organ.
