What was he thinking?
Gill shook the thought from his head. He didn’t want anything from this woman. He turned off the lamp on the nightstand, walked back to the door, and flicked the light switch.
Darkness flooded the room.
He stepped into the hallway, closed the door behind him, and released the collar.
Maximillian stared up at him.
“Let’s go see Sophie.” Gill walked the short distance down the hall and knocked on her door.
“Come in.”
The dog ran to Sophie, who sat at a table with her laptop open and a stack of papers at the side. She hugged the dog, and then Maximillian sat at her feet.
“Wedding planning?” Gill asked.
“Work.” She closed her computer. “I’m trying to clear my desk over the next two weeks.”
Before her wedding day.
Gill wanted to know more about the diet. “Does Mother want you to lose twenty pounds by your wedding?”
“You’ve been talking to Kat.” His sister sounded more resigned than upset.
“So it’s true.”
“Yes, but I told her and the duchess no. That didn’t stop Mother from ordering the chef to prepare only low-carb dishes for me. Or had you not noticed my meals were different than everyone else’s?”
“I’m sorry. All the wedding talk makes it easy to tune out things at dinner.” He sat in the chair across from his sister. “I haven’t noticed.”
“You’ve been preoccupied, but I’m eating only a few meals here these days.”
“You shouldn’t go hungry.”
“I eat at work, and I’ve got the fine art of snacking on the sly figured out. This is what I was munching on in the stable earlier.” She reached below the tablecloth and pulled out a box of Pop-Tarts®. “Want one?”
Sophie had been obsessed with those when she was younger thanks to a certain American friend. “Kat brought those for you.”
Nodding, his sister opened a silver pouch.
No wonder Kat seemed evasive in the stable. She was running interference while Sophie ate.
His sister handed him a Pop-Tart® covered with pink frosting and red sprinkles.
“Kat knows me so well.”
“Better than those of us here?”
Sophie ate instead of answering.
She was avoiding his question. Fine, he would give her a pass and get back on the original subject. “You shouldn’t sneak around to eat.”
“That’s what Kat said.”
“She’s correct.”
Sophie’s eyes widened. “You agree with something Kat said?”
