But she looked so young, so full of hope. Like a flower opening its petals at the first burst of sunshine. He didn’t really want to crush her, did he?
He nodded.
‘OK. Come for breakfast. Nine.’
The sweet joy that spread across her face was beautiful, like a child’s, and it was amazing how good that made him feel—for a second.
‘Thank you so much. I promise not to waste your time.’
‘We’ll see,’ he said.
But as he put his hand on the door and began to close it, his phone lit up. Mark. More bad news.
A SLEEPLESS NIGHT, anxiety and a heatwave. What a killer combo. But at least she had a reason, and a fast-approaching deadline.
Jacquelyn flew around the studio tidying up the mess she’d made over the previous four hours. She was exhausted but she was getting ready to meet Nikos Karellis and for the first time in ages she felt hopeful, optimistic—happy?
It wasn’t what she’d set out to do, but it was even better than finance from Martin Lopez. This was a chance with House, for goodness’ sake! It was the retail sensation that had expanded when everyone else was shutting up shop and disappearing down online rabbit holes.
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