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He opened hisacross the pave aith a roar of power, his tail lights vanishing, although she didn't look back to watch She went straight to bed in a state of deep depression That was the last time she would ever see Cass!

CHAPTER SIX

Sian was opti heran eye on the clock because she still had to do her make-up before she left for work, when the doorbell went Sian had no pre to borrow milk for her cornflakes, or the posth the letterbox At that hour of theCass, and when she saw him on the doorstep she stared in surprise

He was clutching a newspaper and he was in one of his rages; his eyes glittered at her and he was breathing like a bull about to charge

'And I was stupid enough to tellthe paper at her 'How could you do it? Don't you have any decency?'

Sian looked at the newspaper; it was her own She had forgotten writing the colour piece and flushed

'Look, I'm sorry…'

'Don't say it,' he bit out 'Last night you told oes for me, too You wrote about my private life, my family, my home! And then you called me a user! What the hell are you?'

A door opened across the landing and Sian took hold of his shirt front and pulled hi the door, she hissed at hiot someone else to do a farthe lines of the stories in the other papers' She stared pointedly at hi!'

Cass ran a hand uncertainly through his dark hair, still scowling 'Oh, I see Well… you're so damn plausible, that's the trouble I' me the truth'

'I anantly

'Maybe you are, but I keep finding s I certainly wouldn't like to read in the s out of me'

'I don't ferret anything!' Sian said, glowering back 'If you read that piece carefully, you'll see what pains I went to not to write anything a good reporter couldn't find out fros library'

'You described the interior of my home!' he snapped 'Where could you find out details like that, except fro there?'

Eyeing hi an interior design e feature?'