A chill swept over her. "What on earth are you talking about?"
He closed his eyes and rested his forehead in one hand. "I"ve gone over it a thousand times in my mind and now that I finally have the opportunity to tell you, I"m afraid I"ll sound like a babbling idiot."
"Slow down and start at the beginning," she urged, reaching out to stroke his face.
He kissed the palm of her hand and took a measured breath before meeting her eyes again. "I"d been dating Camille on and off for about a year when I met you. Her father and mine did business together and our families belonged to the same country club. She was a girl who was...."
"More socially acceptable than me. More acceptable than the poor little girl whose parents were lowly peons working at your father"s plant." She was sorry as soon
