“It’s wrenching, I’m sure. I would hate to get your hopes up before we discuss this in more detail, but I can tell you that I’ve represented several women who have, for one reason or another, required the placement of their children. What they want for them are good homes, loving homes. It’s my job to find that, Mrs. Ryan. And when I do, I have to say, it’s one of the most rewarding experiences a man can have.”

And one of the most lucrative, Mel thought, but she smiled tremulously. “We want very much to provide a good and loving home for a child, Mr. Silbey. If you could help us … I can’t begin to tell you how grateful we’d be.”

He touched her hand again. “Then, if you’re agreeable, we’ll talk further.”

“We could come to your office anytime you say.”

“Actually, I’d like to meet you and your husband under less restrictive circumstances. At your home, so that I can assure my client on how you live, how you are together as a couple, in your own habitat.”

“Of course, of course,” she said, brimming with excitement. Don’t have an office, do you, bucko? “Whenever it’s convenient for you.”

“Well, I’m afraid I’m booked for the next couple of weeks.”

“Oh.” She didn’t have to feign disappointment. “Oh, well, I suppose we’ve waited this long …”

He waited a moment, then smiled kindly. “I could spare an hour this evening, unless you—”

“Oh, no.” She grabbed his hand in both of hers. “That would be wonderful. I’m so grateful. Donovan and I … Thank you, Mr. Silbey.”

“I hope I’ll be able to help. Is seven o’clock all right with you?”

“It’s fine.” She blinked out tears of gratitude.

When he left her, she stayed in character, certain there would be someone watching. She dabbed at her eyes with a tissue, pressed a hand to her lips. Sebastian found her sniffing into her watery iced tea.

“Mary Ellen.” The sight of her red-rimmed eyes and trembling lips brought instant concern. “Darling, what’s wrong?” The moment he took her hands, the jolt of excitement nearly rocked him back on his heels. Only sheer willpower kept the astonishment from showing.

“Oh, Donovan.” She scrambled to her feet, spotting Gumm over his shoulder. “I’m making a scene.” Laughing, she wiped at the tears. “I’m sorry, Jasper.”

“Not at all.” Gallantly he offered a silk handkerchief. “Has someone upset you, Mary Ellen?”

“No, no.” She gave a little shuddering sob. “It’s good news. Marvelous news. I’m just overreacting. Would you excuse us, Jasper? Give my regrets to Linda. I really need to speak with Donovan alone.”

“Of course.” He walked off to give them their privacy, and Mel buried her face in Sebastian’s shoulder.