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MONTHS later, Irene could remember word for word what she’d said to Cathy Spencer, her stunned reaction to it, and how the rest of that fateful morning had panned out.Cathy had still been staring at her, wide-eyed and with an expression of growing guilt, when Mrs Mills had come in with a remote phone…‘Mr Fullbuster would like to speak to you, Miss Spencer,’ she said, and handed the phone to her.Irene got up. ‘We’ll leave you alone,’ she murmured.‘Thanks.’ Cathy stared at the phone for a moment as if she were afraid it was going to bite her, then she put it to her ear. ‘Murad?’‘Where was he?’ Irene asked Mrs Mills as they retreated to the kitchen. ‘Out jogging, apparently. He hadn’t told anyone and he hadn’t taken hisphone. Does she want to take Nicky?’Irene hesitated. ‘I don’t think so. I think she seriously wants to do what’s best for Nicky. She’s also just lost her mother so she’s pretty fragile.’Mrs Mills heaved a heartfelt sigh. ‘They were good together, you know.Maybe th
Having The Billionaire's Baby Knee
‘Don’t you?’ He looked her up and down, her jeans, her caramel velour jacket and the pretty paisley scarf she’d wound round her neck. She wore no make-up but her hair was loose and riotous enough to drive any man to want to run his hands through it, he thought with some irony. ‘We need to talk, Irene.’‘I don’t think we need to talk at all. I mean—’ she attempted a smile, but it came off as a sketchy affair at best ‘—I have nothing against talking to you—’ She stopped and her eyes widened as a smart little yellow van with ‘The Travelling Locksmith’ stencilled in red letters on it pulled in behind the Bentley.‘I don’t believe it,’ she said. ‘I know you only have to snap your fingers for people to come running, but this is—amazing!’He turned and raised his eyebrows at the van. ‘It’s not a case of snapping my fingers, it’s all Diane’s wizardry, but—’ he smiled wryly ‘—that’s fast, even for her.’In the event, as the locksmith explained, he’d just finished a job a block away when the ca
Having The Billionaire's Baby In her heart
He smiled perfunctorily and didn’t say anything.Irene swallowed and knew instinctively what she had to do. ‘So, unless you have any more surprises up your sleeve, I guess it’s time to say goodbye, Mr Fullbuster.’ She held out her hand.He didn’t take it. He studied the brave face she was putting on, the lovely hair, the figure that had so surprised him, her stunning eyes behind her glasses, the fact that she was pale with the effort of being brave and composed.‘Irene,’ he said on a harsh breath, then forced himself to relax, ‘you will get over this. You’re so young, you’re lovely and fresh—believe me, this will go.You’re also far too sensible not to be able to put it behind you.’Her lips parted. ‘Am I?’ she said, but immediately shook her head. ‘Don’t answer that. Look, thank you for everything—and I’m sure I will. I just wish—’ She stopped and bit her lip.‘What?’‘No, nothing.’‘Irene,’ he said ominously, ‘you know that never works with me.’She closed her eyes in sudden frustra
Having The Billionaire's Baby Her brandy
FOUR months later Irene had a busy and fulfilling lifestyle.Her job at the Chinese Consulate as assistant to the Liaison Officer had proved to be a treasure. Whereas at Wellford’s she’d worked alone and often from home, in this job she was required to be out and about and to deal with the public.She’d had to acquire a working wardrobe and, while it didn’t equal the wardrobe Murad Fullbuster had provided her with—she’d left all those clothes behind—she bore little resemblance to the girl who’d looked like a bluestocking and dressed that way. She’d also made friends at work.At home, as she’d foreseen, Patti had been delighted with Josie, and Josie had taken to her new lifestyle of having two homes, two mistresses, with aplomb.She’d also been a lifesaver. Coming home to the little dog rather than an empty flat had made a difference. Riding around with her in her bike basket on the weekends was fun.Knowing she had someone to leave her with during working hours was a relief.Not that
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She looked smart and pretty, he thought. She’d maintained her new hairstyle and her make-up was discreet and expertly done. No glasses either, so her eyes were stunning. But did she look—older? he wondered. Not quite the humorous, candid girl he’d employed? Almost as if she might have grown up in a hurry. Why? he wondered. ‘Do you? Have any contact with him?’ Irene heard herself asking. ‘No. It’s all done through staff. Matter of fact, he seems to have been off the scene for a while. Cilla hasn’t had any news lately. She was expecting him to marry the artist, Cathy Spencer. You’ve probably heard of her—she’s making a bit of a name for herself. She’s also apparently the mother of the son I told you about, but it didn’t happen.’ Irene’s heart knocked a couple of times, then settled back into its rhythm. ‘But guess what? Rosanna is expecting, not one baby, but twins!’ Simon added. Irene was disproportionately delighted with this news. Not that she wasn’t happy for Simon, as she aske
Having The Billionaire's Baby Morning
‘Well, I haven’t quite got that far,’ she conceded. ‘But while twenty-one might be a fine old age to suffer your first crush, it’s not exactly old—it’ll come. In the meantime, I’m off to Beijing for a holiday in a month, and I’m preparing my CV for the Diplomatic Corps. I’m also taking driving lessons, or I was.’ She looked comically put out for a moment.‘What happened?’ He glanced at her bicycle leaning against the tree.‘I had an accident. I bumped into Simon, of all people. By the way, thanks also for all the work you’ve given him. He really appreciates it. But tell me—’ she looked at him warmly ‘—how is everyone? Diane? And Mrs Mills? I do miss them.’‘Everyone’s fine.’‘And the Chinese venture?’‘It’s all on track. So, no more panic attacks?’ His eyes were narrowed and watchful. He’d finished his sandwich and he stretched his long legs out.She shook her head and managed to look completely carefree. ‘I really am fine.’‘You look it,’ he murmured, taking in her skimpy outfit and
Having The Billionaire's Baby About you
The train journey from Central to Helensvale took over an hour and then there were no buses. So she took a taxi to Paradise Point and decided to walk over the bridge from there. She and Nicky had done it a few times; it was a pleasant walk. But she stopped and bought herself lunch first and ate it in the park, feeding the seagulls the scraps of her fish and chips.She stopped again at the top of the bridge and looked down at the waters swirling below.Because it was a fine Sunday there were plenty of water craft about from jet skis to houseboats. There were fishermen on the beach and picnickers in the park. Looking south towards Surfers Paradise, and west towards the hinterland, though, there were dark clouds building, giving warning that this magic day could also bring storms.Looking north, she had a view very similar to the one she’d had from her guest bedroom, a view of water and mangroves and casuarinas.She stirred and took a deep breath. Sweat was trickling down between her sho
Having The Billionaire's Baby It was you
He didn’t move and he didn’t respond immediately. He folded his arms and leant back against a cupboard, and then he didn’t respond directly. ‘How did you get here?’She shrugged. ‘Train, taxi, Shanks’s pony. I tried the penthouse first, but you weren’t in residence.’‘Why were you worried?’Irene recalled that once before she’d thought she’d never seen him with his emotions so controlled but, if anything, they were even more locked down now. His face might have been carved in stone and his eyes were giving nothing away.‘Because I can sense something’s wrong.’ ‘Yesterday…’ he said and hesitated.‘Yesterday…’ she paused and lifted her slim shoulders ‘…yesterday—it seemed important to prove to you that I was fine and I’m not here to—to reverse that. I know there’s no future for us, I’ve accepted that. I just thought—maybe there was some way I could help?’‘Help?’ he repeated.‘It probably sounds silly.’ Her eyes were dark with anxiety. ‘If only you knew.’ His tone was clipped and harsh.
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