Chapter 33

The answer to that, Sara knew, lay firmly at her own door. She had been a fool, Sara accepted dully, a blind, stupid fool. There was absolutely no excuse for her initial scathing behavior towards Simon. No foundation in it either—as she now knew. Neither did it do any good now to tell herself that she should have looked beyond the claims she'd heard of Simon's mistreatment towards women. She should have seen Simon for the man he truly was—if not from the beginning then at least following his warmth and kindness towards her last night.

And now it was too late.

Yes, Simon was a man who was extremely attractive to women, and it was an attraction he had no doubt taken every advantage of over the years. But, as Sara now knew, he was also a man of principle. A man who had been both protective and caring when she had fallen apart at Lincoln's home the evening before following her introduction to the pregnant Emily Wesley.

The same man who had allowed her to cry on his sh