True Colors. Diana Palmer

finally. “I got a little too close to the fire and singed my wings. But I won’t make the same mistake again.”

      “I hope not. I haven’t forgotten how broken up you were that night we found you.”

      She looked up at him warmly. “You saved my life.”

      “I almost cost it,” he replied. “I didn’t even see you.”

      “Did I ever tell you that you and Henry made me want to live?” she asked wistfully. “You even went to Lamaze classes with us, to learn natural childbirth in case Henry was out of town when Blake was born and you had to coach me. We did so many things together.” Her eyes grew sad. “I miss him.”

      “So do I,” he replied. “He gave me a job when nobody else would. I was under indictment for murder. No prospective employer wanted me around. But Henry believed I was innocent. He hired me, got me the best criminal lawyer in town, and I was acquitted.”

      “I know. Henry told me.”

      He glanced at her wryly before he stuck a toothpick in his mouth and began to gnaw on it. “You used to hide from me at first.”

      “I thought you might be ex-Mafia.” She chuckled. “But after a while, especially after Blake was born, you were just family. I couldn’t have imagined you changing diapers or washing an infant.”