It wasn’t so much his identity that shocked her, as his appearance. Rob had always dressed impeccably. Tonight he looked as if he’d grabbed clothes from a laundry basket. “What are you doing here?” she asked with an icy calm she was far from feeling. “Can I come in? We need to talk.” “We do not need to talk,” she retorted. “And no, you may not come in.” He blinked at her in obvious surprise. “What’s the matter with you?” His total lack of understanding of what he had done to her infuriated her as nothing else could have. Either he was blind or she had been so submissive that he’d anticipated being able to steamroll over her as if nothing had ever happened. Dani didn’t like either explanation much. Both said things about her she would rather not have believed true. Well, then, it was about time she stood up for herself and made her feelings perfectly clear. She stared at him coldly. “That’s the problem, Rob. You never did have a clue about anything that mattered.
