Florence_71
It’s because of your job, isn’t it? You really are a spy
and you avoid personal relationships because your
fiancé was murdered right before your eyes by an
arms dealer in some foreign country and you swore
you’d never again risk someone’s life.
Caffeine_Addict
Wow. You should think about a career change to
writing novels.
Florence_71
Okay. I have no idea.
Caffeine_Addict
Would you like to meet in person?
Florence_71
When?
Caffeine_Addict
How about right now?
Florence_71
It’s almost eleven o’clock.
Caffeine_Addict
Come out the front.
Jenny’s heart did a strange little flip-flop as a smile danced on her lips. She crept downstairs quietly and stood behind the closed door, fighting back the sudden rush of emotion that seemed to be drowning her. A mix of anticipation, excitement and longing. She slowly opened the door and lifted her gaze to the tall man standing outside, patiently waiting.
‘Surprise,’ Nick said, sounding almost hesitant.
‘Not really,’ Jenny answered, resting her head against the door jamb as she soaked him in. She knew she’d missed him, but until this moment—so close that she could breathe in the smell of him and feel his warmth—she hadn’t realised just how much.
‘You knew it was me?’
‘Not at first. But I was wondering how long it would take you to come clean.’
‘I didn’t set out to deceive you. It wasn’t supposed to go on as long as it did. I was just curious about finding out who you were and why you were dating all those morons.’
‘You were the only thing that stopped me deleting that whole stupid app.’
‘When did you figure it out?’
‘You have the complete collection ofMcLeod’s DaughtersDVDs in the bookcase in your bedroom.’
