“You’d think so, but it’s my belief Kat sees us as easier to manipulate than others in the family.”
She laughed at that.
“We are more likely to buy her things and take her to the sweet shop.”
“Seems reasonable and true.”
He looked like the gentleman she knew he was in deep grey trousers and a white shirt and necktie. His waistcoat was grey also and his jacket black. No color, like Cambridge or some of the others wore, but it suited him.
“Well?”
“Well?”
“Are you coming or not?”
“Of course, but I need to get her a gift first.”
“We could stop somewhere and let her pick something. I don’t have one either.”
“Very well. Will her nanny be with us?”
His head tilted slightly to the side as if studying her.
“Do we need her nanny?”
“No. Of course not, I was just asking.” And a nanny would be another person for her to chat with instead of him.
“What’s the problem here, Samantha? You’re frowning.”
“I was thinking not frowning. Please note the difference.”
“You’re also lying.”
She turned to put down the picture she held, leaning it against the wall.
“I’m not, and you cannot read my mind, so do not try.”
“I can, and you are, and when you’re ready, you can tell me. That’s very good.” He moved closer to study the painting.
“No, you can’t read my mind, and thank you. I crated up my paintings and sent them here.”
He bent to inspect it. Samantha refused to shuffle her feet, but the need was there. It mattered if he liked her work. It shouldn’t but it did.
“Everyone in this family has a piece of your art on their wall but me.”
“You don’t have a house.”
“I do actually. I moved out a few weeks ago. I live in a place about a ten-minute walk from here.”
“I didn’t know that! No one told me. Is that why I haven’t seen you about the place as much as I usually do?”
It shocked her no one had spoken of Warwick moving out. Their family liked everyone to live on this street, the fact he no longer was should have been big news.
“Yes. The move was a last-minute thing. A friend offered it to me, and I accepted.”
“I bet Dev hated that.”
“Absolutely, and he’s still not happy. Max is worse. He said once he gets the last people to sell on this street, he’s moving me in.”
