A Home On Bramble Hill. Holly Martin

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СКАЧАТЬ let his head fall into his hands and nodded. ‘Two weeks in St Lucia. I think she’d like to try for a baby.’

      ‘Oh Casey. What are you going to do?’

      ‘Hope that I catch her with that pool boy before she walks down the aisle.’

      *

      Finn was busy tweaking things in his front garden, tying up the trailing clematis when the police car pulled up outside.

      He had spent a good few hours tidying the two gardens of his clients earlier and had come back to work on his own. Joy had just left about ten minutes before to walk Darcy, dressed in that sexy jacket and cap again. She had flashed him a small smile as she walked past. He didn’t give one back; in fact he was pretty sure he glared. He cursed himself for getting involved, for feeling sorry enough for her to try to do something about the dog shit on her doorstep before she found out.

      He straightened from pulling a stray weed out from near the roots of the clematis as he watched the police man and woman walk up Joy’s garden path.

      ‘She’s out,’ he said, wondering why he couldn’t stop himself from getting involved. ‘She’s just left.’

      They turned to face him and gave him that look that most people gave him when they met him for the first time. The look of “My God, he’s huge.” He was used to it now. At six foot ten he always got that look. He was broad as well, and he understood that some people found him intimidating.

      The policeman found his voice first. ‘Do you know which way she went; we really need to talk to her?’

      Instinctively and not really knowing why, except having this intrinsic need to protect her, he found himself pointing in the opposite direction to the one she had just taken. ‘She normally walks through the village to The Pride and follows the little path up to the old beacon.’ God, now he was lying to the police as well.

      The policeman nodded. ‘We would appreciate it if you didn’t tell her you saw us. We’d like to speak to her first. We wouldn’t want her to worry.’

      ‘No, of course not.’ Finn nodded, feeling his stomach clench with that exact same worry.

      The police got back in their car and drove off in the direction that Finn had pointed. Finn threw down his tools, whistled for Billy and quickly followed in Joy’s footsteps.

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