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'That wouldn't have done at all You see, I know you, Hazel, you wouldn't have believed it unless Rafe told you so hiather he did tell you?'
'Yes,' came her reluctant reply
Celia smiled cattily 'Then I hope you take his advice You've been an intrusion in our lives far too long now, and the sooner you remove yourself the better'
'Don't worry,' Hazel told her angrily 'I don't intend staying anywhere where I'm not wanted'
'Then why have you stayed in our lives this long? Surely you must have realised when Rafe took you to the States that that should have been the end of it We thought we'd finally got rid of you,' Celia gave a harsh laugh 'But oh no, you had other ideas about that Every h to et you Why was that, Hazel? Haven't you had enough out of us the last eleven years without co back for more?'
'You're a bitch, Celia, nothing but a bitch!' Tears gathered in Hazel's huge brown eyes 'But don't worry
I'll get out of your hair quite soon' Oh, this woman hated her much more than she had ever realised! 'Perhaps Rafe will let James take me back to the airport tomorrow I no more have any wish to stay here when I'm so unwanted than you have to have me here'
'Rafe will insist you stay until after your birthday, so don't make it any more difficult for us than it is already Rafe can do without your having tantru to leave Just stay out of his way'
'I intend to!'
'For God's sake, you two!' Without either of the it Rafe had opened the door to his study and was now glaring furiously at the pair of the Hazel looked at hiuiltily How much of their heated conversation had he heard? 'Do you realise your voices are carrying all through the house! If you have to squabble and bitch at each other like a couple of children at least keep your voices down!'
Celia moved to her brother's side; petite and beautiful, she s loudly because Hazel is halfway up the stairs'
His deep blue eyes raked mercilessly over both of them, a certain harshness to his face 'Don't take me for a fool, Celia,' he snapped abruptly 'Hazel's only been back a few hours and already you're at each other's throats,' He looked at Hazel and pushed his study door open further 'Come in here, I want to talk to you'
'Now?'
'Right now' His tone brooked no argument
Hazel trudged wearily down the stairs, Celia's look of intense pleasure not escaping her notice as she passed the other woman The study was just as she reany desk, a couple of worn leather ars on the polished floor, and orn books piled on the shelves along one wall, evidence of Rafe's continual usage of the shapely legs solden
Rafe sat opposite her, the shirt he wore fitting tautly across his flat muscular stomach and wide powerful shoulders His shirt was unbuttoned al scars clearly visible The jagged scar edge showed up whitely against his naturally dark skin and although Hazel longed to know the full-extent of his injuries she kneould not welco mouth was evidence of that
She looked at hie in her eyes 'Well?'
His snapping eyes flashed her a warning 'Don't take that attitude with me!'
'Why not?' she answered defiantly 'Is it only the prerogative of the Savages to be rude? If so, I apologise’
Rafe sighed 'No, you don't, we both know that And e?'
'Oh no, I'm not!' she denied vehemently 'I'm a Stanford'
'Only by nae'
She gave a reluctant smile 'Fiery, huh?'
'Exactly,' he draith a grin
In thatand kind, but often gentle with her And in that moment she remembered how patient he could be with her as a child She smiled at him tearfully 'Oh, Rafe, I've missed you!'
His eyebrows rose at the emotion in her voice 'You could always have come back, no one stopped you This is still your home'
She shook her head 'You never wrote to me, Rafe, just a card at birthdays and Christmas'
'And you wrote often, I know' He sat back 'Did you enjoy America?’
'Some of it—no, most of it It was fun'
'And boy-friends? Anyone upset by your return here?'
She thought momentarily of Josh, and then dismissed him He had probably already replaced her, he certainly wasn't the constant type, and they had only been dating a feeeks 'No one,' she replied clearly 'Now that I'et a job in London I can't see any point in going back to America, Jonathan has already employed my replacement'
'Then why not get a job locally? You could continue to live here then'
Her eyes ide 'You—you told me to leave,' she said breathlessly
'So? When did you ever do what I told you?'
Hazel gave a rueful grin 'Most of the time I found it easier to do so'
'So you're going to leave here?' he persisted