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Daphne cast Thorpe a sidelong glance

One did not need to be an enquiry agent to know that his broad shoulders carried a heavy burden, so froh the hard shell? The only tin of emotion hen she’d kissed him

What would happen if she took him as her lover? Would the real Mr Thorpe reveal hiet to see what he hid beneath his confident facade?

The chandler appeared at the counter to drag Daphne fros “Lily said I’ you”

The last co A host of questions flooded Daphne’sto speak to the why hadn’t she made contact before?

The white-haired fellow led theestured for Daphne to proceed first, yet the feel of his heated gaze on her backa difficult task

The chandler left the “You’ll find Lily in there” He rapped on the door on their behalf as though the specific sound conveyed a hidden , and then left them to their business

With bated breath, Daphne waited to ularly Would they be siredient necessary to please a man like Thomas?

The golden-haired beauty who opened the door was Daphne’s opposite in every way: petite in stature, slight of figure with delicate elfin features The wolance over Thorpe’sof jealousy hit Daphne hard in the chest Childish thoughts filled her head The urge to clai the most prominent Lily had taken Thonite a fiery passion in her breast

Lily’s attention moved to Daphne “Mrs Chaentle, but wasn’t that the way of every teestured to the room beyond

Daphne turned to the object of Lily’s fascination “This is Mr Thorpe, ue” The description seemed inadequate It failed to describe the complicated nature of their relationship It failed to warn Lily to keep her beady eyes to herself

Lily , Mr Thorpe”

“Good evening, Miss Lawson” The sudden feel of Thorpe’s hand on Daphne’s back as he ushered her into the room roused a blush

With Thorpe at her side, it was beco more difficult to focus on the case While she should have been thinking about the link between Lily, the ghostly intruder and Tho there was to know about Daniel Thorpe had become a priority

The small room above the chandler’s shop was on a par with Daphne’s parlour, although this space acted as bedchalance around the cold, impersonal space confir more