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kitchen doorway, her expression fierce. "I've got news for you, Xavier, it is definitely not routine to hire professional investigators to run checks on future spouses."
    "It's not as rare as you think, Letty," he said quietly. "Not for a man in my position." He opened another door and found a package of coffee. "Ah, here we go. I
    ’ ll be in better shape to defend myself after I've gotten some caffeine into my system. Are you always this feisty in the mornings?" He went across the room to where the drip coffee machine sat perched on a tiled counter. "Don't you dare try to make a joke out of this." She stalked into the kitchen and snatched the package of coffee out of his unresisting hand. "I have been badly hurt and humiliated and I will not have you making fun of me on top of everything else."
    "I'm not making fun of you, sweetheart." He leaned back against the counter and watched in amusement as she opened the package of coffee and measured some into the machine. This was his Letty, he thought with satisfaction, so very feminine in her ways that she was even making him coffee while she raged at him. It was touching. "And I assure you I never meant for you to be hurt or humiliated. That was the last thing on my mind."
    "Is that right?" She shoved the glass pot under the faucet, filled it with water and dumped the water into the coffee machine. Then she stabbed the switch. "What was the first thing in your mind? Making certain I wasn't some floozy? Some gold digger who was going to try to take you to the cleaners? Give me a break, Xavier. I've got a perfectly good career of my own and I love it. I don't need your money and you ought to damn well know it."
    "I never thought you were after my money," he said honestly.
    "Then why the investigation? Did you think I'd murdered my last three husbands and buried them in the backyard or something?"
    "No."
    "What were you looking for, then?" she demanded, her voice rising another notch.
    This was going to be a little difficult to explain, especially in her present mood. Xavier chose his words thoughtfully. "I did not go looking for anything in particular, Letty. I told you, it was just a routine background check."
    She nodded with savage conviction. "Just a routine check to make certain I was worthy of being married to the great Saint Augustine. You wanted to make certain I was as first-class as everything else you own, didn't you? You had to make sure there were no embarrassing scandals in my past."
    "Now, Letty..."
    "No awkward little brushes with the law. No ex-husbands or alcoholic fathers or brothers lurking in the woodwork who happen to be compulsive gamblers. No family history of insanity or criminal connections.
    That's what you wanted to check out, wasn't it? You wanted to see if I was really suitable wife material."
    "Don't twist this all up into little knots you won't be able to unravel, Letty."
    "Damn you, the least you owe me now is the truth. Admit you checked up on me because you had the unmitigated gall to want to be certain I was good enough t to be your wife."
    "You're overreacting." Xavier was beginning to grow irritated now. "In this day and age when people marry strangers instead of the girl next door, it pays to be a little cautious." He'd learned that lesson the hard way, he reflected bitterly.
    "Then you must think I'm a real idiot, because I didn't hire anyone to do a background check on you," she shot back. "Why on earth would you want to marry an idiot? It's probably hereditary and you told me you want children."
    "The coffee's finished."
    She looked at the full pot in outraged horror. "Talk about idiocy. What on earth am I doing making coffee for you like a good little wife? I must be out of my mind." She yanked the pot out from under the filter basket and dumped the freshly brewed coffee down the sink.
    Xavier winced. "That wasn't really necessary."
    "Oh, yes it was," she stated, slamming the pot down onto the kitchen counter. "I am no longer going to