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Darci brooded Well, of course she had thought Luc was returning to America soon Why wouldn’t she?

Luc didn’t live in London He had no home here as far as she are—had only co Point So, yes, of course she had assueles in the next few days

It had been that knowledge, she now realised, the thought that he wouldn’t have tih this evening

Luc’s suggestion that they meet for lunch on her next day off seeency to return home at the moment

‘When is your free day, Darci?’ he persisted firmly

‘Tuesday,’ she answered absently ‘But—’

‘Then ill have lunch on Tuesday, yes?’

‘No!’

‘Why not?’ Once again he quirked that expressive brow

‘Because—Luc, I don’t like playing gaested, now let’s just—just stay away from each other, hmm?’

‘But we have not, as I also suggested, had our conversation concerning the puzzle of your behaviour towards ,’ he reminded her

Her deliberate coolness, he meant Her rudeness, and the fact that she had deliberately not turned up for their dinner date yesterday evening, either, after de he take her somewhere sinfully expensive…

It was a conversation Darci would rather they continued to avoid