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The knock at the door made her jump and stopped her mid-sentence

Rushing to open it, she was di the blue satin dress and had just put all the rest of her clothes in the suitcase What was it about Cristiano Maresca that ht?

Good evening, mademoiselle‘

It was the concierge—a short, sleek e ht of leaving here now Walking away down the wide, thick-carpeted corridor Walking away froood

You asked to be booked on a flight back to Leeds, England, as soon as possible?‘ the concierge asked politely

Yes I‘ll just get my—‘

‘Pardonez-moi,over Leeds tonightones are being diverted to Heathrow I‘m afraid there are no seats available on any UK

flight with any airline at the moment‘

Kate felt the air whoosh froround tilt a little beneath her feet as she took in this infor a physical blow

But that can‘t be right, surely? There …‘

I‘ravelyI have checked with all the airlines Of course,‘ he added doubtfully, glancing at her very obviously un-designer juent I could possibly look into a private charter…?‘

Kate shook her head, sing back the hysterical bubble of laughter that rose inside her Dominic was notoriously relaxed when it caht balk at private jet hire And, since led to afford petrol for her ancient car, it certainly wasn‘t going to come out of her own pocket

Very well, ave a little bowI a more I can do for you, please don‘t hesitate to call down to Reception‘

Thank you,‘ Kateback and leaning against it for a led to control her desolation

She wanted so iven them all a week off to enjoy the considerable luxury of the hotel and explore the city, so their scheduled flight houed because, she now realised, deep down she‘d secretly hoped that she‘d be with Cristiano

Stupid, stupid, stupid

She turned round abruptly, gritting her teeth as a crashing wave of ho what to do now Cristiano was at theHe had pulled the curtain back and was standing by the doors to the balcony, the lurid lights fro hollows beneath his cheekbones and ely bleached of colour

So, it looks like you‘re not going ho round to look at her

You don‘t have to sound so pleased‘ She hated the bitterness and misery in her tone, but was suddenly too tired to hide them any more Too tired to pretend

He dropped the curtain, so his face was suddenly plunged into shadow again

I don‘t want you to run away until we‘ve had a chance to talk‘

What about?‘