Marion Lennox - Cinderella And The Billionaire

Her first impression of this guy had been arrogance. He’d reacted with astonishment when she’d questioned his right to bring Henry to the island, and what he was paying Charlie was astounding. He was obviously accustomed to throwing money and watching minions jump.

But now... Yes, the need to control was still there, but despite it she was starting to like what she saw around the edges. Even before the fire she’d been sensing helplessness in the way he was caring for Henry. Now he was stranded, shaken from his controlled world, his desolation was exposed, and it touched something deep within.

‘It’s okay.’ Her hand went to his shoulder, a touch of reassurance. ‘I bet Peggy’s lovely. Writing real letters every week... That’s awesome. We’ll land on the island, she’ll love him to bits and they’ll live happily ever after.’

‘Yeah,’ he said. She’d tugged her hand back but the look he gave her... It was as if he couldn’t figure her out. ‘But meanwhile...’

‘Meanwhile we collect driftwood before it starts getting dark,’ she said. ‘A fire will cheer us up. It’s a warm night. With the seats removed from the boat we have a comfy bed, and we have thermal blankets. We have the means to make a fire and we have food.’

‘Muesli bars?’ he said dubiously, stooping to check her bag.

‘Yes, but some of them have chocolate coating. Yay.’ She investigated with him. ‘Plus, here’s a fishing line and a lure. By the time you have the fire going, I’ll have fish to cook.’

‘Right,’ he said dryly.

‘You doubt me? I may not be able to deliver you to your island without sending you up in flames but I was born with a fishing line in my hands. Watch this space.’

‘And we’d cook it how?’

‘Seaweed and ash,’ she said. ‘Don’t they teach you anything in law school?’

‘Apparently not,’ he said faintly. ‘Henry,’ he called. ‘Do you want to help me make a fire, or watch Meg fish?’

And that was a no-brainer. Henry headed straight for Meg. And as dog and boy clambered over the rocks toward them, Matt thought, He looks almost happy .

He’d never seen Henry look happy.

It was almost enough to make a burned boat and a night on a deserted island worthwhile.

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