‘Yeah?’
‘Why wouldn’t I be? It was my idea.’
‘I know, it’s just… well, look at this place. It’s not exactly the Ritz, is it?’
‘I’m far happier here than I could everbe at the Ritz.’ She laughed at his worried eyes and his set lips.
‘I’ll never be able to offer you what Hamish can offer you.’ He ran his hands up the back of her stiff, boned dress while she smoothed out the creases on his shirt with her fingers.
‘Bruises? Black eyes? Broken bones? Walter, money doesn’t matter to me. I would give it all up in a heartbeat if it meant being withyou. If it was about money, I’d be out at the party with Hamish now drinking as much champagne as I could lay my hands on and ordering more caviar and lobster than my stomach could hold.’ She laughed. ‘None of this has ever been about money.’
He rolled his eyes, but she took his chin between her fingers and made him look at her directly in the eyes.
‘Walter,I love you.’ Those threeunfaltering words hung in the air between them. ‘And I rarely say things I don’t mean and when I do it’s becau —’
‘I love you,’ Walter said against her lips and he kissed her and their kiss didn’t end until the sun came up.
