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attention is damaging the clinic and threatening the anniversary party. You know what that party means to my mother.”
    â€œMegan can hold her own, R.J.” The coffee was ready, and Dana got up to pour R.J. a cup. She handed it to him, and he took several deep gulps before speaking again.
    There was a spark of sardonic humor in his eyes as faced her. “You want to know what my mother is doing right now? She’s questioning the women.”
    â€œHer secret clue?”
    R.J. nodded. “So far, the guesses have ranged from webbed feet to mismatched eyes.”
    â€œOh, lord.”
    â€œMy thoughts exactly. Next thing you know, some ditzy woman will claim the baby has wings.”
    Dana hid a smile. R.J. could rail and curse and stomp all he wanted, but deep down, he maintained his sense of humor. He might not laugh or joke often, but neither was he an infernal grouch.
    And his concern for the baby was evident, despite his frustration. “Maybe Megan will be able to send them all home this afternoon.”
    â€œI doubt it. Some of them are refusing to answerher question or even take a guess, claiming it’s an insult to the love they feel for the baby, or that the baby’s affliction is no one’s business.”
    Dana lifted her brows. “So now the clue is an affliction? I suppose that’s as good a cover as any.”
    â€œEven if Mother did get them all booted out, more would show up. I have to do something, Dana. I’ve been totally discredited as far as the public is concerned. First I’m accused of abandoning a defenseless infant, now I’ve been leaping from one bed to the next at the speed of light.” He moved to stand directly in front of her. “All night long, after the ‘Tattle Today TV’ report, I’ve been thinking about this. I need to repair the damage done to my name, and hopefully in turn, that’ll help the clinic’s reputation.”
    Something in his expression warned her. He was watching her too closely, as if to judge her reaction. He did that often. R.J. was notorious for standing back and absorbing reactions and responses so he could use them to his advantage, a means to an end. It made him an excellent businessman and—by repute—an excellent lover.
    She shivered at the thought, then quickly pulled her mind back to the problem at hand.
    What could R.J. possibly want from her? Especially when she’d already promised she’d do anything in her power to help?
    Dana sipped her coffee, refusing to be drawn in by his speculative scrutiny. He liked the effect he had on people, how easily he could rattle them, butshe refused him the satisfaction of making her squirm. That was one reason she’d lasted so long as his secretary—she pretended to be immune. R.J. needed strong people around him to counteract his autocratic nature. Weaker people got trampled; strong people got his respect. “Do you have any ideas on how to handle this?”
    He crossed his arms over his chest and stared down at her, his gaze hard and direct, unrelenting. “Yes. I’m going to get married.”

CHAPTER FOUR
    T HE LOOK on her face wasn’t encouraging, R.J. thought. She appeared caught between disbelief, nausea and hysteria. The disbelief he understood perfectly. Dana knew better than most how he felt about marriage.
    The nausea and hysteria he hoped were from surprise. Happy surprise.
    Then that serene curtain dropped over her features and her expression became blank. It annoyed him that she worked so hard to hide her feelings from him, especially now, when he needed to know what she was thinking.
    She looked past him, not meeting his eyes. “I see. Are you sure that’s the…right move to make?”
    Her voice trembled the tiniest bit, and R.J. wondered how best to explain his plan so he could gain her cooperation.
    With an edge of steel in his tone, he said, “I don’t see too many other