Chapter 5

True,connor had hired one of the very best decorators in new York.

In fact , he was so impressed with her, he asked her out on a date. Six months later she was tying him up in bed .

And he'd never felt happier, more excited, more alive in his entire life.

Five years before, he'd found love, marveled at it, treasured it, but his fiancee, Moira, had died of cancer. He'd thought he could never love again , but suddenly there she was, the amazing Nora Sinclair .

Nora Walked through the marble foyer and past the dining room.

Before she had to leave, there was just enough time to take pity on the appetite she would worked up in connor.

She entered the kitchen, her favourite room in the house. Prior to enrolling at the New York School of Interior Design, she'd thought about becoming a chef.

Even gone as far as taking courses at Le

Cordon Bleu in paris .

Though she chose to decorate homes instead of plates, cooking remained one of Nora's passions. It relaxed her. Helped clean her mind .

Even making something as basic as Connor's favourite: a big juicy , double-cheeseburger with onions- and inside, caviar.

Fifteen minutes later, she called out to him. 'Honey,it's almost ready.

Are you? '

Back in cut off Dockers and polo shirts, he made his way downstairs and ambled up behind Nora at the stove.'No place else on earth...'..'I'd rather be',She said, taking her cue .It was one of their things.