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Even as she forht away ‘Marriage’ and ‘Theo Theakis’ in one sentence was an oxyhest order

‘Won’t you sit down?’

The dark-timbred voice sent its usual uneasy frisson down her spine She wished it wouldn’t do that She also wished she wasn’t so ludicrously responsive to the dah that Mozart concert he’d taken her to, when she’d sat in constrained silence during thethe interval She’d been dreading he’d suggest going for supper afterwards, and had been thankful that he had si her a forht Since then she’d seen hi her annoying awareness of his masculinity His company disturbed her, and she kept out of any conversation that included hinore the speculative looks and murmurs that she realised were directed towards theether

Now, of course, she knew just what they had been speculating about

Well, it was tiht away

She sat herself down in the chair Theo Theakis was indicating, just in front of his desk, and crossed her legs, suddenly wishing the skirt she had on was longer and looser

‘I take it your uncle has spoken to you?’

Her eyes went to hiain, but his eyes seemed watchful

Vicky nodded She took a breath

‘I don’t lea on?’ She eyed hiy than she liked

He studied her aher, and she found it took even aze Then, after what seee, he spoke

‘If you were coht up here, you would not be asking that question’ He quirked one eyebroith a sardonic gesture ‘You would not, of course, even be here, at this moment, alone with me in my office But I appreciate I must make allowances for your circumstances’

Automatically Vicky could feel her hackles start to bristle, but he went s leather chair

‘Very well, leton Tell ain, ‘how au fait are you with the Greek financial press?’

The bristles down Vicky’s spine stiffened, and deliberately she did not answer