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‘A nu the hectic colour in her cheeks andthat she could marshal her expression into exactly the one she wanted to have on show

‘Really?’ Susie squeaked, obediently falling in line with hi him and certainly oblivious to whoever was responsible for supplying hi’ with Maybe the maître d’, who had not reappeared but who had been visible out of the corner of her eye, keeping a watchful nervous eye on their table

Just in case, Susie thought, she outstayed her welcoently and without delay

‘Option one’ He pulled out his , sleek black car appeared out of nowhere He held open the passenger door for her and she hesitated—because he was, after all, a coer

Maybe not a er! She wouldn’t have drea, so as she now conte it?

‘Option one is that we move on from here to sohtsbridge They do an excellent selection of after-dinner liqueurs’

‘I can’t get into this car with you’ She eyed the luxurious interior with unhealthy longing

He had a chauffeur There was someone at the wheel It wouldn’t actually be just the two of them

‘Option two is that we just head back to h the ht The views from my apartment would astound you’

Susie gulped ‘And—and option three?’ she sta into the back seat of the car and yet no nearer to fleeing the scene either

‘The third option is that you scaain’

He leaned indolently against the open door, everything about his body language unhurried

He wouldn’t try to stop her if she bolted for the nearest bus In fact she could al under his breath if she chose option three—just as she could still hear his you did because they

This dark, impossibly sexy, impossibly articulate, iue She wasn’t the sort of sophisticated, self-confident academic like her sister, who could attract men like him It just didn’t make any sense