Elizabeth Duke - Takeover Engagement

‘You haven’t let your mother know you’re coming either?’ he asked, and she wondered if the change of subject was to take her mind off David.

‘No…I haven’t,’ she said, adding silently, Not yet. She would, though, as soon as she’d checked in.

She wondered with a flutter if Case would assume that she’d want to share David’s hotel room. No…surely not. Not with all those other paper industry people there. She wasn’t engaged to David. They weren’t even living together. She’d never even spent a whole night at his flat, although he’d once or twice stayed at hers, when Gaby had been away for the night—for her protection and comfort, as David had put it at the time. David always had sound reasons for doing the things he did. He never acted on impulse, was never swept into anything by emotion alone. The way she was being swept now…by agreeing to this mad idea.

The thought brought more flutters. Was she, by flying halfway across Australia to see David, also telling him that she was saying yes, she would marry him?

‘Why the groan?’ Case asked, and she realised in dismay that she must have groaned aloud.

‘I…’ She heaved a sigh, not knowing what to say.

‘You’ve got cold feet, haven’t you?’

Startled, she snatched back her hand. Case Travers was far too perceptive. ‘C-cold feet?’ she echoed.

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