Satisfied that she’d finally shifted Laura’s attention where she wanted it, Candy giggled. “Oh, dear, you’ve found us out. Peter and I want to make the announcement quietly, but I’m sure I can trust you to be discreet.” And miserable, she hoped. She’d detested Laura for more years than she cared to count, and now she savored her moment of triumph.

Every muscle in her stomach twisted as Laura looked into Peter’s eyes. Oh, they were amused. Coolly amused. “Congratulations. I’m sure you’ll be very happy together.”

“I have no doubt of it.” Candace was perfect for him, he thought. Perfect for this new stage of his life, just as Laura had been perfect for another stage. “We’re planning a small ceremony in May in Palm Springs.”

“Not too small.” Candy pouted prettily, but her eyes were gleaming as they stayed locked on Laura’s face. “May’s such a lovely month for a wedding, don’t you think? Something charming and alfresco would be nice. But not too small or informal. After all, a bride needs to show off a bit.”

“And you’d know all about that.” Laura’s hands were threatening to tremble. It couldn’t be permitted. “Are you planning on telling the girls about your marriage, Peter, or is that up to me?”

“I’ll leave that to you.”

“I’m sure they’ll be delighted,” Candy purred, as she slid a glass off the tray of a nearby waiter. “Mine are. Little Charles is very fond of Peter, and Adrianna is thrilled with the prospect of a wedding.”

“How nice for you,” Laura said stiffly. “But then, Charles and Adrianna must be used to your weddings by now.”

“Don’t be snide, Laura.” Peter’s voice was cool and mild. “It never suited you. You’ll have to excuse us now. We need to mingle.”

“Steady,” Michael murmured as they slipped away.

“That bitch! How am I going to tolerate that bitch being stepmother to my babies? How am I going to stand it?”

It surprised him that that would be her first thought. Then he realized it shouldn’t have. “They’re bright girls, Laura, and she doesn’t strike me as the maternal type.”

“I can’t stay here.”

Before she could dash, he took a firm hold on her arm. The way he drew her to him made it seem as if they were sharing secrets. “You run out now, it’s going to look like retreat. That’s not what you want.”

“I can’t stay here.” There was panic swirling inside her, along with a bubbling brew of fury. “How could he do this? How could he do this to them?”