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‘But this tioodnaturedly, glancing at Savannah, who had joined their little group for confirmation of this

He didn’t need his attention being drawn to Savannah when he was conscious of her every second His attention ht appear to be focused on the RFU official, but he was cos towards her were as turbulent as ever, but he could understand nohy she was so reluctant to leave the countryside for the anonyious that world oodness of the soil, and the unspoiled beauty of these rolling fields and ancient trees The delicate tracery of lush, green hedges and dry stone-walls surrounding her parents’ farlish scene, and one which he was even buying into with his purchase of the adjoining land But even as a result of everything he could see here Savannah shouldn’t have broken her agreement and let people down

He was snapped out of these thoughts by officials ushering him into the recently erected club-house for tea As he turned he found Savannah at his side He steeled hireeted her for towards the private office where they wouldn’t be overheard ‘Could I have a moment of your time?’

‘Hello, Ethan,’ she said softly, re clock had ruled out the space for proper introductions He felt a pang of re that could never be And as he thinking? Was he going to take her aside and tell her she’d lost her contract on this wonderful occasion for which she was largely responsible? Was that his way now? The look in Savannah’s eyes contained a disturbing degree of understanding She knew him too well She knew that once hisback, but as she turned to walk ahead of hiaze

He launched in without prea her contract to attend the opening of a training facility that had nothing to do with her career was unacceptable She stared at hi of her lips He always gave right of reply in these circumstances, and when she didn’t speak up immediately he prompted her

He was shocked by the way Savannah’s face contorted with fury, and then she croaked soible at hinity, ‘Perhaps I’d be able to understand what it is you’re trying to say’

Shemotion across her throat

‘That’s a bit over-drah

‘I’ve lost my voice,’ she half-huffed, half-squeaked at him

Every sord in the book flew through his head then He’d been so wound up like a spring at the thought of seeing her again, he hadn’t even paused to consider all the facts So a sore throat accounted for her no-show in Salzburg

‘Please forgive me,’ he said stiffly He couldn’t bla at him He never made mistakes, and therefore lacked the technique to account for them Or estSavannah She was an integral part of this training project He’d learned fro facility was all Savannah’s idea, and that she had co part of her parents’ land to the club so they could have a proper training-facility for the youth squad, as well as all the other local youngsters anted to co and taste the sport There were scholarships and training prograroups could work towards—funded by him, but all of it dreamed up by Savannah

More silent sords accori shake of the head ‘Savannah, please accept ies, I didn’t realise…’

If he had expected benediction and fo

rgiveness, he was out of luck Spearing him a look, she spun on her heels and left him flat

CHAPTER EIGHTEEN