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He pointed to the angel on the pillow He could hardly even look at it right now ‘And is this what your work nor? Prying into people’s lives?’ He looked around the room and shook his head He couldn’t help hi flickering lights a yank, pulling them so sharply that they flickered oncecheap, tacky Christer started to flare again ‘The Ar doesn’t do this We don’t spread Christmas tat around as if this were some cheap shop Where on earth did these come from?’

She looked momentarily stunned ‘Well?’ he pressed

She seeain ‘They’re not cheap The box they were in said they cost five hundred pounds’ She looked at the single strand of lights he’d just broken and her face paled ‘I hope that doesn’t coes’

The thought seehten out her current confusion She took a deep breath, narrowed her gaze at hihtened her shoulders She held up one hand ‘Who are you?’

Finlay was ready to go up like a firework Now, he was being questioned in his own hotel, about who he was?

‘I’ and a whole host of other hotels across the world’ He was trying hard to keep his anger under control He was tired He kneas tired And he hadn’t hten her But whoever this wo hies—though I’er’

She tilted her chin towards him and stared him in the eye ‘I’d say it’s a pleasure to , but we both know that wouldn’t be true’

He almost smiled Almost Her dark brown eyes were deeper than any he’d seen before He hadn’t noticed the attention But noas getting the full effect

He still wanted to have soet about the world outside But this woained his full attention

The tilt of her chin had a defiant edge to it He liked that And while her hair was a little unkempt and he still hadn’t worked out what the

She was quite beautiful Her hairwhen it was down Her fitted shirt showed off her curves and, although every part of her body was hidden, the white apron accentuated her slis