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      ‘So who do you run all this stuff by?’ he asked mildly.

      ‘Well … Gil happened to be a very good listener,’ she offered, which earned her one of those looks.

      ‘Would you like some advice?’

      ‘I’m not sure,’ she said warily. ‘I might.’

      ‘Don’t let anyone tell you that your success is due to your birthright or a brand you have no influence over. Yes, you had a head start, your upbringing saw to that. But your parents have been dead for, what, twenty years or so? And your godmother was retired for the last five?’

      ‘Something like that,’ she murmured.

      ‘And the funding for the projects just keeps coming?’

      Charlotte nodded.

      ‘Figured as much.’ He sipped his coffee. He kept her waiting. Charlotte hated waiting. She had a sneaking suspicion that Greyson knew it. ‘The way I see it, Professor, you are the brand and have been for some time,’ he said at last. ‘Your godmother knew it. I dare say she traded on it, added her own to it, taught you how to build it. And you have. Get back out in the field if you want to—if that’s where you want to keep your brand based. If you’d rather stay put, all you need do is continue to grow your brand at the management and funding level. It’s your brand, Charlotte, your life, and you’re in the enviable position of being able to choose exactly how you live it. Tell your naysayers to look to their own effectiveness, not yours.’

      ‘You want to know something?’ said Charlotte as his words put another chink in her carefully constructed armour.

      ‘I’m not sure,’ he offered dryly. ‘I might.’

      ‘You’re much better at giving advice than Gil.’ She glanced at the kitchen clock. ‘And I have to get to work. You want to let yourself out? There’s a spare set of driveway keys around here somewhere.’

      But to that, he shook his head. ‘I’ll follow you out.’

      ‘Will you call me?’ she asked tentatively. ‘Or are we done here?’

      Greyson got to his feet. Charlotte adjusted her gaze skywards. He looked even bigger than he had last night and a whole lot more lethal. Maybe it was because he hadn’t shaved. Maybe she was simply applying her newfound knowledge of how this man thought and what made him tick. What he was capable of giving to a woman by way of encouragement and support. And pleasure.

      A shudder ripped through her and it felt like a warning. Just how was she supposed to keep this liaison carefree and temporary when every move he made and word he spoke brought him closer?

      ‘We’re not done yet, Charlotte.’ Greyson eyed her a little too grimly for comfort. Call it a hunch, but he didn’t seem to be embracing their temporary liaison with a whole lot of lightness and joy either. ‘You can expect me to call.’

      He probably hadn’t meant to make it sound like a warning.

      Or maybe he had.

      ‘I tried calling you yesterday afternoon to see if you wanted to go to the movies,’ said Millie at morning tea time as they raided the biscuit tin for biscuits that weren’t a hundred years old. ‘Couldn’t get through to you though.’

      ‘What did you go and see?’

      ‘I didn’t see anything,’ said Millie. ‘The offer’s still open for tomorrow night.’

      ‘Done,’ said Charlotte, never mind what films might be playing.

      ‘It’s fine if you want to bring someone else along too,’ said Millie.

      Charlotte shook her head and smiled.

      Millie sighed heavily.

      ‘Subtlety will get you nowhere,’ said Charlotte archly. ‘Ask.’

      ‘Thank you,’ said the long suffering Millie. ‘What’s going on with you and Gil?’

      ‘He’s hoping to go and work in Borneo soon. We’ve ended our engagement. It was a mutual decision based on many factors.’

      ‘Fool,’ muttered Millie. ‘Have you seen him lately?’

      ‘I have.’

      ‘Sexy as ever?’

      ‘Alas, yes.’

      ‘Attentive?’

      Charlotte felt her face start to heat.

      ‘Feel free to enlighten me,’ said Millie. ‘Really. I mean it.’

      Charlotte smiled again; it was that kind of day. Blue skies above, body sated, mind still trying to work its way through the sensual haze Greyson’s lovemaking had left her with. Hard to concentrate on the bigger picture, namely Greyson’s—no, Gil’s—impending exit from her life and from her co-workers’ consciousnesses. ‘He’ll be gone again soon, and that’ll be the end of it. Really. It’s for the best.’

      ‘What’s Borneo got that you haven’t?’ said Millie.

      ‘Novelty value. Research possibilities. The call of the wild.’ Charlotte reeled off the attractions. ‘Rainforests. Temples. Orangutangs.’

      ‘Trifles,’ said Mille. ‘Though I will confess a fondness for orangutangs. Have you considered going with him?’

      ‘No,’ said Charlotte, and a little bit of brightness went out of her day. ‘That’s really not an option.’

      ‘Why not? There are opportunities for archaeologists in Borneo. You’re wasted here, Charlotte. You know you are. The Mead dangles tenureship in front of you and turns you into his lackey. Carlysle and Steadfellow mine your knowledge and then try and take the credit for it. You could do such brilliant work but you don’t. You could tie yourself so lightly to this place and go anywhere. Everywhere.’

      ‘Everywhere’s overrated,’ said Charlotte lightly, and suffered Millie’s puzzled glance.

      ‘I thought it was your godmother’s failing health that kept you here,’ said Millie. ‘But that wasn’t it, was it? There’s something else. Something bigger than Gil, bigger than love, only I don’t know what it is.’

      ‘It’s hard to explain,’ said Charlotte.

      ‘Try.’

      So Charlotte tried. ‘I like stability. I like the connections I’ve made here. I feel like I’m part of something, even when I’m being used up.’

      ‘I still don’t get it,’ said Millie. Millie, with her big and loving family all around her, brothers and sisters, and parents and cousins, all scattered across a city she knew and loved. Millie didn’t know how lucky she was to have that safety net of people who cared for her, people who’d СКАЧАТЬ