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suggested. “Should I grab a high chair for the baby?”
“Yes thanks.” After settling Lilly in the high chair, Holly slid into the bench type seat opposite Justin.
She watched him pick up the menu and scan it with a brief sweep of his eyes. It didn’t take a mind reader to know he wasn’t impressed. When a waiter came up they ordered two serves of fish and chips, and a cup of coffee each.
“Tell me about the job,” he said as soon as the waiter who took their order moved away.
“I’ll be working three days a week in the Radiology Department to start with, and the crèche for Lilly seems nice.”
“Good. I don’t know Owen personally, but his father is a long-time business friend of mine. A pillar of society. His mother is big on the charity scene too.”
She tried not to let her distaste show. How could she cast aspersions on Owen’s character when Justin obviously held his parents in such high esteem?
Their food arrived. Pre-cooked, chock full of calories and cholesterol just the way she liked it. As she tucked in hungrily, he cut off a small piece of fish and put it in his mouth.
“Plastic knives and forks,” he complained with a grimace.
“Must be a bit of a come down from the silver cutlery you’re used to,” she teased.
“Yeah.” He gave a rueful grin.
“Ooh, this is nice. I love salty fish and chips.”
“It will clog our arteries and we’ll probably put on a couple of stone in weight.”
“I never put on any weight,” she boasted. “I can eat anything, and you look like a gym junky.”
She blew on a chip to cool it down before giving it to Lilly who scrunched it up between her fingers.
“I don’t know about being a junky, but I do believe in keeping fit. No, little missie.” He caught her hand in midair as she went to rub the squashed up chip on his arm. “I don’t want to go back to work wearing your lunch, you messy little thing.” He favored Lilly with one of his cute grins as he wiped her hand on a paper serviette.
What would a child of Justin’s be like, Holly suddenly wondered. She couldn’t believe she was behaving so idiotically. Glancing up, she noticed a young soldier standing near the doorway, and a sudden cold wave swept over her.
Justin watched in shock as the color drained from Holly’s face. Like a candle being snuffed out, the light faded from her eyes.
“Hey, what’s wrong?” He picked up her hands. They felt icy cold.
“Ghosts from my past,” she whispered, staring straight ahead.
He glanced around and saw a young soldier walking by. Did Holly think he was an apparition from the grave? An inexplicable chill momentarily froze him to the bone, and a surge of compassion flooded over him.
“Oh, honey.” He picked up her hand and gently ran his thumb across her knuckles. Tears built up in her eyes and he watched her valiantly trying to blink them away. Leaning across the narrow table, he kissed her on the forehead. “It will get easier as time passes, I promise.” He made to pull away, but she wrapped her arms around his neck and her trembling lips parted.
No power on earth could have stopped him from accepting her invitation. His mouth closed over hers, tentative at first, but when he felt her response, he deepened the kiss, using his tongue to explore more fully. Her lips tasted salty. He wasn’t disappointed, though. She was all and more than he remembered, sweet and unsullied. A bewitching cocktail of innocence and guile.
Danger. A red light flashed inside his head, but he ignored it. When he finally dragged his mouth away and sat up straight in his seat, his heart beat so fast he felt like he had run a marathon. He could scarcely breathe, and Holly’s breasts rapidly rose and fell. Delicate pink tinged her cheeks. Her eyes were wide with bewilderment.
“You’re the only man who could ever make me forget Robbie,” she confessed, putting out a trembling hand to caress the side of his jaw.
Bad move Devereux. You should have kept
“Yes thanks.” After settling Lilly in the high chair, Holly slid into the bench type seat opposite Justin.
She watched him pick up the menu and scan it with a brief sweep of his eyes. It didn’t take a mind reader to know he wasn’t impressed. When a waiter came up they ordered two serves of fish and chips, and a cup of coffee each.
“Tell me about the job,” he said as soon as the waiter who took their order moved away.
“I’ll be working three days a week in the Radiology Department to start with, and the crèche for Lilly seems nice.”
“Good. I don’t know Owen personally, but his father is a long-time business friend of mine. A pillar of society. His mother is big on the charity scene too.”
She tried not to let her distaste show. How could she cast aspersions on Owen’s character when Justin obviously held his parents in such high esteem?
Their food arrived. Pre-cooked, chock full of calories and cholesterol just the way she liked it. As she tucked in hungrily, he cut off a small piece of fish and put it in his mouth.
“Plastic knives and forks,” he complained with a grimace.
“Must be a bit of a come down from the silver cutlery you’re used to,” she teased.
“Yeah.” He gave a rueful grin.
“Ooh, this is nice. I love salty fish and chips.”
“It will clog our arteries and we’ll probably put on a couple of stone in weight.”
“I never put on any weight,” she boasted. “I can eat anything, and you look like a gym junky.”
She blew on a chip to cool it down before giving it to Lilly who scrunched it up between her fingers.
“I don’t know about being a junky, but I do believe in keeping fit. No, little missie.” He caught her hand in midair as she went to rub the squashed up chip on his arm. “I don’t want to go back to work wearing your lunch, you messy little thing.” He favored Lilly with one of his cute grins as he wiped her hand on a paper serviette.
What would a child of Justin’s be like, Holly suddenly wondered. She couldn’t believe she was behaving so idiotically. Glancing up, she noticed a young soldier standing near the doorway, and a sudden cold wave swept over her.
Justin watched in shock as the color drained from Holly’s face. Like a candle being snuffed out, the light faded from her eyes.
“Hey, what’s wrong?” He picked up her hands. They felt icy cold.
“Ghosts from my past,” she whispered, staring straight ahead.
He glanced around and saw a young soldier walking by. Did Holly think he was an apparition from the grave? An inexplicable chill momentarily froze him to the bone, and a surge of compassion flooded over him.
“Oh, honey.” He picked up her hand and gently ran his thumb across her knuckles. Tears built up in her eyes and he watched her valiantly trying to blink them away. Leaning across the narrow table, he kissed her on the forehead. “It will get easier as time passes, I promise.” He made to pull away, but she wrapped her arms around his neck and her trembling lips parted.
No power on earth could have stopped him from accepting her invitation. His mouth closed over hers, tentative at first, but when he felt her response, he deepened the kiss, using his tongue to explore more fully. Her lips tasted salty. He wasn’t disappointed, though. She was all and more than he remembered, sweet and unsullied. A bewitching cocktail of innocence and guile.
Danger. A red light flashed inside his head, but he ignored it. When he finally dragged his mouth away and sat up straight in his seat, his heart beat so fast he felt like he had run a marathon. He could scarcely breathe, and Holly’s breasts rapidly rose and fell. Delicate pink tinged her cheeks. Her eyes were wide with bewilderment.
“You’re the only man who could ever make me forget Robbie,” she confessed, putting out a trembling hand to caress the side of his jaw.
Bad move Devereux. You should have kept
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