Sharon Kendrick - Specialist In Love

‘Miss Henderson?’

‘Dead!’ she blurted out, before she could stop herself.

He frowned. ‘I beg your pardon?’ She realised what she’d said. ‘I’m so sorry, Dr Browne—I was miles away.’

‘Obviously.’

He looked as if he’d spent the morning sucking a lemon—he was so sour-faced, she thought as she waited. He was bound to get rid of her now.

He was about to tell her not to bother coming in tomorrow when he caught a glimpse of such a resigned expression on the na ve young face that he felt strangely touched. If you took away all the face paint and the fashionable clothes, underneath wasn’t she a girl like any other, trying her best to survive in an increasingly hostile world?

And hadn’t he rather admired the spunky way she had spoken to him on Friday? It was a sad but inevitable fact that the higher up your particular ladder you got, the more distance it created between you and the people around you. He disliked people toadying to him—simpering sycophants who thought that tacking ‘yes, sir’ on to the end of every sentence would make them an instant crony.

Apart from Catherine, he couldn’t remember anyone who had spoken to him as directly as this girl in a long time.

He forced himself to be pleasant. ‘It was good of you to give up your weekend to rearrange my office, but I would have preferred it if you’d consulted me first. . .’

‘I will in future,’ Poppy butted in eagerly.

Fergus sighed. She was like an exuberant young puppy, completely unsquashable. He rearranged the softer expression which had crept over his features and looked down at her sternly.

‘In future, however, you will not bring your boyfriend into my office, not without my permission.’

‘But he’s not my. . .’ she protested, but he shook his head.

‘I’m not interested in your private life, as I hope you’ll be uninterested in mine. And, now if you’ll excuse me, I have an article to write. I’ll see you first thing tomorrow morning.’

Weakly she nodded, leaning against the wall of the corridor as she watched him walk away, unsure whether to cheer or howl.

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