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youâre not accustomed to drink?â
He couldnât even be bothered to hear her out! He was too busy being paternalistic about the state of her intoxication! This was the Big City and confessions of affairs and broken hearts were a dime a dozen.
âYes, I fell for him!â Shannon snapped, reluctantly grateful for the support of his arm because without it she had a sneaking feeling that she would plummet to the ground in an inelegant heap. âHe was a smooth talker. He took me places, promised me a future and then I found out that he was married!â
âOh, dear,â he said sympathetically, as they made their way slowly towards the hall, where her coat was perched in the downstairs cloakroom. âIt must have come as quite a shock.â
âMarried with two children!â Shock was a mild way of describing what she had felt at the revelation. She had felt the world collapse around her. âAnd when I confronted him, he laughed! Said that I needed to grow up! Told me that married men had affairs all the time and that I would realise that if I wasnât too busy being a baby! He said that he was glad to be rid of me because I wouldnâtâ¦wouldnâtâ¦you knowâ¦â
âWouldnât what?â
âWouldnât sleep with him,â Shannon said. She felt a little tear of self-pity gather in the corner of her eye and she blinked several times, taking her time as she allowed him to slip her into her coat and telephone for his driver to come for her.
âHe was a cad, reds,â Kane said gently, inclining her face to his with the pressure of a finger under her chin. âHe didnât deserve you. Forget him.â
âI have. I only brought up the subject because you asked.â
âGood girl.â He tapped her nose with the tip of his finger and smiled. Frankly, it was insulting. Next, hewould say âchin upâ and tell her that she was only a kid after all.
âAnd Iâve seen the error of my ways,â she told him, all self-pity banished by sudden, swift anger at his response.
âGo for the good guy next time.â He nodded in a soothing way.
âOh, just the opposite, actually,â she threw back at him. âAt my tender age, Iâve already discovered how men use women, so why not apply some of the same medicine to them? Starting,â she added, for further credibility, ânext Friday.â
CHAPTER FOUR
âA ND â¦? How did your wild and exciting evening on Friday go? Was it everything you expected?â
Kane had finished briefing Shannon on what he wanted done and now he sat back in his leather chair and looked at her with a little smile. They had settled into a working routine that included a cup of coffee first thing in the morning in his office while he flicked through files, passing over what he wanted her to do, what meetings needed to be scheduled, what meetings needed to be cancelled and what clients needed to be contacted in order of priority. On the trip into work, she now found herself looking forward to that half-hour. In a strange way, it seemed to set her up for the rest of the day.
Shannon gathered up the files from the desk and rested them on her lap.
âIt was scintillating,â she lied, casting her mind back to the pub where they had all met at eight for drinks, followed by a nightclub which had turned out to be a cramped dark space somewhere in Soho where the music had been too loud, the atmosphere too smoky and the crowd almost entirely composed of nineteen-year-old kids dressed in way-out clothes.
Having expected something a little more sophisticated, Shannon had settled at a table in the corner with three of the women from work and had spent the remainder of the evening comparing notes on how young the people had seemed to be and trying to identify themusic which had not so much blared as throbbed with a steady bass beat that had been very good at promoting headaches.
He couldnât even be bothered to hear her out! He was too busy being paternalistic about the state of her intoxication! This was the Big City and confessions of affairs and broken hearts were a dime a dozen.
âYes, I fell for him!â Shannon snapped, reluctantly grateful for the support of his arm because without it she had a sneaking feeling that she would plummet to the ground in an inelegant heap. âHe was a smooth talker. He took me places, promised me a future and then I found out that he was married!â
âOh, dear,â he said sympathetically, as they made their way slowly towards the hall, where her coat was perched in the downstairs cloakroom. âIt must have come as quite a shock.â
âMarried with two children!â Shock was a mild way of describing what she had felt at the revelation. She had felt the world collapse around her. âAnd when I confronted him, he laughed! Said that I needed to grow up! Told me that married men had affairs all the time and that I would realise that if I wasnât too busy being a baby! He said that he was glad to be rid of me because I wouldnâtâ¦wouldnâtâ¦you knowâ¦â
âWouldnât what?â
âWouldnât sleep with him,â Shannon said. She felt a little tear of self-pity gather in the corner of her eye and she blinked several times, taking her time as she allowed him to slip her into her coat and telephone for his driver to come for her.
âHe was a cad, reds,â Kane said gently, inclining her face to his with the pressure of a finger under her chin. âHe didnât deserve you. Forget him.â
âI have. I only brought up the subject because you asked.â
âGood girl.â He tapped her nose with the tip of his finger and smiled. Frankly, it was insulting. Next, hewould say âchin upâ and tell her that she was only a kid after all.
âAnd Iâve seen the error of my ways,â she told him, all self-pity banished by sudden, swift anger at his response.
âGo for the good guy next time.â He nodded in a soothing way.
âOh, just the opposite, actually,â she threw back at him. âAt my tender age, Iâve already discovered how men use women, so why not apply some of the same medicine to them? Starting,â she added, for further credibility, ânext Friday.â
CHAPTER FOUR
âA ND â¦? How did your wild and exciting evening on Friday go? Was it everything you expected?â
Kane had finished briefing Shannon on what he wanted done and now he sat back in his leather chair and looked at her with a little smile. They had settled into a working routine that included a cup of coffee first thing in the morning in his office while he flicked through files, passing over what he wanted her to do, what meetings needed to be scheduled, what meetings needed to be cancelled and what clients needed to be contacted in order of priority. On the trip into work, she now found herself looking forward to that half-hour. In a strange way, it seemed to set her up for the rest of the day.
Shannon gathered up the files from the desk and rested them on her lap.
âIt was scintillating,â she lied, casting her mind back to the pub where they had all met at eight for drinks, followed by a nightclub which had turned out to be a cramped dark space somewhere in Soho where the music had been too loud, the atmosphere too smoky and the crowd almost entirely composed of nineteen-year-old kids dressed in way-out clothes.
Having expected something a little more sophisticated, Shannon had settled at a table in the corner with three of the women from work and had spent the remainder of the evening comparing notes on how young the people had seemed to be and trying to identify themusic which had not so much blared as throbbed with a steady bass beat that had been very good at promoting headaches.
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