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‘So…’ He iping his face on one of the fluffy towels as he turned to face her ‘You never say why you have to rush off Busy day ahead? Books to mark? Nails to paint? You can’t tell me that there’s hair to be washed, because you’ve already done that’

Megan stepped out of the shower rooainst the wide plate ofa towel around his waist and it hung low, a casual covering that paid token lip service to modesty

‘I always have books to lish, and I’ some fabulous stories from Year Four’

‘In other words you are rushing back for no good reason?’

Megan didn’t say anything, because this was unfaround rules and so far he had obeyed the to those ground rules if he started trying to break them?

‘Marking books is a very good reason,’ she began valiantly ‘I know you probably think that my job isn’t as hard as yours—’

‘That’s not what I meant’ He strolled towards the shower, turned it on and said, casually, ‘Don’t even think about leaving until we’re done with this conversation’

‘Conversation? I thought ere exchanging information about the day ahead’

Alessandro heard her but chose not to reply, even though he are of her dithering by the lass

He was going to take his time, and then—well, it was open to debate whether she would be scuttling off to her house in pursuit of‘fabulous stories from Year Four’ He had other plans in o, when their non-involveood idea—especially on the back of Victoria

Megan wasn’t in the bedroom when he finallyfor hi de of coffee Her rucksack was on the ground by her feet and her shoes were on She was ready and prepared for a swift exit

He scowled ‘Breakfast?’

Megan shook her head and finished as left of the coffee in her cup ‘Must dash’

Alessandro gritted his teeth as he poured hi on the counter He forced hier to leave, then snarling at her was only going to hasten her departure

‘I’ve been invited to a co out a chair with his foot and sitting to face her ‘Theatre and dinner’