doing? I don’t want to let my babies go to somewhere where they won’t be looked after properly.’
‘They’ll be fine. I promise, I’ll read everything I can find on what to do with pups. And Sarah and Mrs Harper between them will keep me fully in line, I’m sure.’ The woman sniffed and looked at his cheque. It seemed that the promise of a sale was slightly the winner. ‘Great. I’ll be back next Saturday morning to collect them, complete with dog carrier. By then, I’ll be fully ready to house them properly.’
As they drove back, both of them laughed about their experience.
‘You should have asked for a bulk discount,’ Sarah chuckled. ‘I noticed her precious babies were less precious when she thought you might drop out of the deal.’
‘You think I’ve been silly? Paying over the odds?’
‘Not really. They are dear little things and the mother and father both seemed to have a good temperament. I’m sure you’ll be pleased with them, Besides, once you mentioned Darnley Manor as their potential home, she was positively purring.’
‘Snob! She doesn’t know the state of it. Which reminds me, I’d like your thoughts on decorations for the lounge at home. Any ideas?’
‘Me? I’m not exactly up on interior design.’ She felt flattered that he would even consider asking her. ‘I’d like to see it in daylight, I must admit. It’s such a gorgeous room.’
‘That’s why I asked you. You seemed keen on it and I thought you might make some suggestions. That’s my next project. Why don’t you come over tomorrow?’
‘You must have other things to do. I’m sure you must have seen enough of me this week.’
‘I’m sorry. I realise you must have other things to do. I’ve been taking up too much of your time. Sorry. I just get carried away with my own enthusiasms and forget that people have lives of their own. I’m afraid you’ll find I’m a bit like that where work is concerned. You must tell me when I’m imposing on you.’
‘Would that be in or out of work?’ He said nothing and the corners of his mouth twitched as he tried to stifle a grin.
‘I’ll leave you to your own devices this evening. Thanks very much for your company this afternoon. I hope I haven’t imposed too much. And if you do decide you’d like to visit Major tomorrow, I shall be cooking a roast at lunchtime. You could take a look at my interior design problems at the same time. But this is not a command. Come only if you’d like to.’ He stopped outside her cottage and she climbed out of his car. She didn’t give him an answer about the following day. Of course she wanted to spend the day with this gorgeous man but she sensed it wasn’t a good idea and simply thanked him for the outing and lunch.
Sarah watched him drive away and raised her good arm to wave. She would never know that he was watching her. She could not know that he was looking in his rear view mirror, cursing himself for being too pushy. In his own bull in a china shop way, he’d scared her off. Someone, he felt, who could be so right for him. Easily an intellectual equal, she shared everything he held dear. He must somehow back off and not rush her. Stop trying to thrust her into something she needed time to acknowledge. All the same, he hoped she might come over to look at her beloved horse the next morning. She did not.
Alex might have been consoled if he had known that she was pacing up and down her little garden, desperately wondering what to do. She wanted to go over to the gorgeous house and see Major. Alex was also a huge draw to her. But she had to work with him all week. He had ideas that professionally, she did not like nor agree to follow. It could only lead to conflict in the workplace and that, she would hate. She loved her work and found pleasure in helping people, often desperate people, to come to some sort of solution in their lives. Ken had understood. He would always recognise that she would try to mediate rather than
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