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Gentlemen Prefer... Brunettes

‘Have another glass of wine and say that.’

Cassie’s laughter turned the heads of several lunching businessmen. They were in no hurry to look away.

‘Just think how romantic it would be, Cass, zipped up together beneath the stars.’

Cassie was trying not to think about it She didn’t understand why it was so hard. ‘With three small boys playing gooseberry? I think I’d rather manage on my own, thanks. Unless, of course, you fancy a week of outdoor fun in the wilds of Wales? You’d be most welcome. ’

‘Me? I’ve got a store to run. Those cookery books and videos don’t just sell themselves, you know.’ Then she thought about it. ‘Actually in your case they do. But someone has to take the money.’ And to emphasise that she was not to be persuaded she returned to her close scrutiny of the menu. ‘I’ll have the lamb cutlets with the herb and mustard crust, baby new potatoes and peas,’ she said, after reading it through twice.

‘I can’t tempt you to try the scallops, first?’ Cassie asked innocently.

‘Please! This is lunchtime. If I eat too much I’ll fall asleep over the accounts.’

‘You’re quite sure? I’ve heard they’re very special and I’d like to try them. If you don’t mind waiting...’

‘Sit and watch you eat?’ Beth groaned. ‘You wretch, you know I’ve got all the restraint of a rabbit faced with a field of lettuce.’

Cassie grinned. ‘Save the lettuce for supper and join me in the gym tomorrow to work off the excess.’

Beth brightened. ‘Oh, right. What time?’

‘Six-thirty.’

‘Six-thirty? Forget it. After a day in the bookshop all I can think of is a large G and T and putting my feet up.’

Cassie grinned. ‘I meant six-thirty in the morning.’

Beth’s mouth fell open, then she gathered herself, with the smallest of shudders. ‘No, thanks. I’ll learn to love my curves and if you don’t mind my saying so you need a man to keep you in bed in the morning.’ Even as she said it, Cassie saw Beth wish the words back into her mouth. ‘As I said, the restraint of a rabbit and a mouth like a runaway train...’

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