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Anything would be fine—anything without alcohol She needed control—perfect control

He poured out her drink, adding ice, and handed it to her without expression Yet there was so behind his mask, she knew Well, she didn’t care He could think what he liked It was nothing to do with her—not any more

She lifted her glass

‘Yassoo,’ she intoned

He did not respond,a slow, considering sip His eyes did not leave hers

So ran between therass

The world stopped around her Just stopped

She heard a silent cry in her head Fear Absolute fear

More than fear…

Worse than fear…

‘Lunch is served’ The sonorous tones froain As her fingers closed lass, she walked into the roo her place at the table gave her the chance to regain control of herself

‘I only ever have a light lunch,’ Theo said, indicating the array of salads on the table ‘But of course if you would like so more substantial, you have only to say’

She gave a curt nod of her head One of the staff was setting out a coffee tray, with a jug of coffee keeping warm on a hotplate A quick word in Greek to their eative from Theo, and they took their leave She was left alone with Theo

She started to reach for the salad bowls, ht knot She watched covertly as Theo did likewise, his movements as smooth and economical as always It came to her that this would be the last time she would set eyes on him…

The world seeain, and then stop completely