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CHAPTER TWO

‘IT’S a short-list of three, Angelo, and really you must take an interest in this’

Georgina wasn’t happy He could tell from the pursed set of herielo was very tempted to open a debate on the subject of exactly why he should take an interest Hadn’t he already taken enough of an interest to state what he wanted on the h of impatience and watched the down-bent head of his fiancée as she consulted a wad of papers on her lap

Through the floor to ceiling s of his impressive London office he could see the broad expanse of cloudless blue sky English summers, he had discovered, lacked the vibrant heat of Italian su humidity of New York ones, but he rather liked their uncertainty Cloudless blue skies one day, leaden grey ones the next He shifted his chair back froina was perched on the sofa

‘Let me have a look, then’ He took the sample menu sheets from her and sat down

Aniina launched into a ue on the various upsides and downsides of the menus Which caterer presented what that would appeal to most

‘We have to get it just right,’ she asserted ‘It’s our big day and you knoto be there We just can’t afford to have any slip ups Which is why I ao with someone we’ve heard of Mummy’s used the Walton brothers before and they’re absolutely ideal You just have to look at how they’ve presented their choices! Professionals’

‘Why are you asking my opinion if you have already made your mind up?’ he queried Of course he knehy For all her well-bred, sophisticated, self-assured elegance, Georgina tiptoed around hi to invite his displeasure Which, he told himself, was as it should be

‘You’re the one who insisted on authentic Italian food, darling!’ She stroked the back of his neck lovingly and Angelo shook his head and stood up He had decided And it wasn’t the Walton brothers with their iree He was pretty sure that his choice would meet with a wall of resistance but that didn’t bother hiina would accept his decision without any show of temper

‘Who is Ellie Millband?’

‘Darling, a friend of a friend of a friend used her to cater for one of their supper parties and apparently she’s quite good, but probably not quite up to catering for the nu Rather an aine’

‘Her ’

‘So are the others, Angelo’

‘And,’ he said perversely, ‘I like the thought of eratifying than knowing one is giving a helping hand to the underdog’

‘Angelo, this is our wedding banquet we’re talking about! Surely there is a time and a place for a social conscience!’

‘Have you interviewed her?’

‘I…I honestly didn’t think that she would be a serious contender’

Angelo tried hard not to frown at the creeping petulance in his fiancée’s voice She’s going to be my wife in exactly threeto round was impeccable, which was ihest echelons She was also devoted to hient and unquestionably beautiful Five foot five inches of peaches and crealish beauty, with her china-doll blue eyes and her sleek, well-groomed blonde bob

‘Arrange an interview and I will see her Will that satisfy you? You can trustthe job, then she will be dis’ He strolled across to her and curved his hand behind her head, tilting her to face hio with your parents’ reco relief that greeted his suggestion, h before his dinner engage ‘But you’ll have to leave now, cara’ He glanced at his watch ruefully and she sprang to her feet