Chapter Sixty seven

Chapter 67.

She returned a few moments later with a cardboard box that she placed

on the floor and when she opened it the small silky brown and white head

of a spaniel puppy appeared. Then a body wriggled free of the blanket and

he looked up at her and whined to be lifted out.

She was lost for words. Dan might have left Catherine to pick out

Christmas gifts, but this could only have come direct from him. Proof that

he was thinking of her… She caught herself. Thinking of Toby.

‘I made the woman at the kennels promise she’d take him back if you

didn’t want him. Men have these great ideas…’

‘When? When did Dan ask you to do this?’

‘Oh, months ago. In fact, I think he called from the airport… It was

supposed to have been Toby’s Christmas present, but since he was so

particular it had to wait until the right spaniel produced the right pup.’ She

shrugged apologetically. ‘You know Dan. He’s never satisfied with less than

perfection.’

‘No?’ Her heart lurched uncomfortably. ‘No,’ she agreed.

‘