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Francesca felt her oing to indulge his sense of huht to be in view of his attitude towards her since they had hter they used to share His wit had always extended beyond ah to have her holding her sides She shut the door firmly on that memory

‘I’m fresh out of arsenic, as it happens, and I don’t believe it’s stocked in supermarkets’

Angelo grinned andspaces ‘So I’m safe for now Good Life is…sweet at the ine and turned to her ‘—want to give it up just yet’

Francesca suddenly realised just how small the confines of his car were and she felt a lick of nervousness

‘You haven’t answeredso nice?’

‘Let’s just say…’ his black eyes locked on hers ‘…that I have discovered all sorts of challenges where there were none before A very exciting prospect to a jaded soul likein nectar, opened her car door and shot out

Challenges? What challenges? So to do ork, she supposed He had once told her that the compulsion to as driven not for love ofa difficult deal

If not work, thento truly appreciate the anticipation of his ies that would inevitably offer

It didn’t matic statement What she wanted was to cook hiiven her and get him out of her house

CHAPTER FIVE

AS PLANS went it was fine but its execution got off to a grindingly slow start Francesca, having had the trolley ate the Saturday evening crowds and do the equivalent of a trolley dash She very rarely browsed in super antisocial hours and always bought what had to be bought in record time