Approaching the back of her chair, he rested his fingertips on the curve of her shoulder. "Isn't this the most wonderful surprise you could imagine?" Victoria heard him, but her mind was on Jason, her heart filled with warmth for the man who has sheltered her when she came to England, given her beautiful things, teased her when she was lonely, and ultimately married her. Smiling, she closed the drawer. Taking the jewel from her hand, he pinned it between the collar points of her blouse. Maybe it was in her blood. Awful, terrible things. "Don't go near her," she said, amazed that her voice was steady. And she knew he had--she could see it in his face. Damn, damn, damn she thought as she tore down the stairs and ran out of the hotel into the rain.