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She gave an aard griise if I sounded rude But—’

‘Let’s just leave it at the apology, hmm, Elizabeth?’ he advised in an off-hand manner ‘Any more insults from you and I’m likely to lose my appetite!’

Elizabeth already had lost her appetite Coe with Rogan So the lean strength of his hands as he ate his meal with silent efficiency, as if he needed the fuel it would provide rather than obtaining any real enjoyment from the food itself

This was a erous But his degree and doctorate also proclai she should perhaps have realised before she insulted him…

She sed hard ‘I really am sorry if I sounded less than polite just now, Mr Sullivan’

So he was back to being ‘Mr Sullivan’, was he? Rogan ht, Elizabeth,’ he replied ‘You obviously can’t help being insulting,’ he added challengingly

Her cheeks coloured attractively,rude?’

Rogan chuckled softly ‘Itof a pussycat,’ he teased

‘The lethal type that stalks in a jungle, perhaps?’ Elizabeth said dryly

‘Perhaps,’ he diso, she would have been closer than she realised!

‘So,’ she went on ‘What is it you do, exactly, with your degree in Computer Science and your doctorate in Computer Analysis?’

‘Analyse…?’

She gave a pained frown ‘I’ht at least try to reciprocate!’

‘Why?’

‘Because it’s what people do!’

‘Is it?’ Rogan ue instead of Mr Sullivan I ht feel more inclined to reciprocate?’

She shifted uncoan’

‘But not Rogue?’ he taunted

‘No’ She grimaced

‘Fair enough’ Rogan leant back against the bench seat to look across at her through narrowed lids ‘You haven’t eaten very much’ He frowned at her almost untouched plate

‘I told you, I’ and pushed her plate away ‘I forgot to ask earlier how your hand is today,’ she added politely

‘Are you offering to kiss it better?’ Rogan respondednick on the palht hand He had several scars on other parts of his body that would no doubt ht of the violence behind them!

‘I’an!’ Her eyes flashed with temper

A tean was pretty sure this controlled wo…‘No, I can definitely vouch for that,’ he said dryly; the priregarious Irish mother

‘Are you like her?’ Elizabeth’s curiosity had obviously got the better of her

Rogan’s , yes But I don’t have her tolerance for the weakness of huood to be found in others,’ Rogan added ‘My father was a prime example of that particular myth!’

The frown deepened between Elizabeth’s eyes ‘I found hi the week I knew him…’

‘Next you’ll be telling an said in disbelief ‘When in reality it must have been difficult to know Brad had even had a wife, let alone a son, when there isn’t a single faraph in the house’

Elizabeth wasn’t a woman for a lot of clutter herself, but even she had several photographs of herthat was definitely noticeably lacking at Sullivan House…

‘My father had all the photographs rerihtly clenched jaw