Christmas Bride For The Boss. Kate Hardy

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СКАЧАТЬ meets me. We spend some time together. And then you ask her—and not in front of me—if she’d like me to look after her while her nanny gets better. If she says no, then it’s a no.’

      He nodded. ‘That’s fair. And it also tells me you’re the right person for the job, because you’re putting her needs first.’

      But why wasn’t he? Sophie wondered. Yes, he had a business to run—but it was much bigger than hers. He could delegate a lot of his work. Why didn’t he take the time off to look after his daughter?

      Given that she’d already made a gaffe about his parents, this wasn’t something she could ask directly. She’d need to be tactful.

      ‘Okay. I’ll talk to Eva and your parents’ neighbour. Can you give me the numbers?’ he asked.

      He didn’t know Eva’s number? Well, maybe Fran—as Eva’s cousin—would have been the one to stay in touch. ‘You’re probably best to call her at Plans & Planes.’ She gave him the office number. ‘Failing that, this is her mobile.’

      He wrote the numbers down as she dictated them. ‘Thank you.’

      * * *

      Anna Harris confirmed everything Sophie had told him.

      ‘She worked for me during sixth form—two hours at the end of the school day, plus Wednesday afternoons. The kids loved her. I did try to persuade her to do her degree in early years education, but her heart was set on doing English.’ Anna paused. ‘I thought she was running her own business?’

      ‘She is. She’s, um, doing me a favour,’ Jamie admitted.

      ‘Ah. Typical Sophie. Of course you’re right to check her out, but I have no hesitation in recommending her.’

      ‘Thank you,’ Jamie said.

      It almost felt superfluous to check her out with Eva as well, but he wanted to be sure. For Sienna’s sake. Because he did love his daughter, even if he kept himself at a distance. He wanted the best for her.

      Only, the best meant not him.

      He dialled Eva’s number.

      ‘Good morning. Plans & Planes, Mara speaking,’ the woman on the other end of the phone said, sounding cheerful and welcoming.

      Mara was Eva’s second in command, according to Sophie. If her business acumen was as good as her phone manner, it boded well for the company, he thought. ‘Good morning. May I speak to Eva?’ Jamie asked.

      ‘May I ask who’s calling?’

      ‘Jamie Wallis.’

      ‘Oh!’ For a second, Mara sounded flustered. Clearly she not only knew who he was, she also knew how important he could be to the future of the firm—and that Sophie was meant to be schmoozing him right now. ‘I’ll just put you through, Mr Wallis,’ she said.

      Eva answered, seconds later.

      ‘How are you, Eva?’ he asked.

      ‘Fine, thanks, Jamie. And you?’

      ‘Fine, fine.’

      ‘Um, aren’t you in a meeting with Sophie right now?’ She sounded worried.

      ‘Loo break,’ he fibbed. Because explaining their deal would take too much time.

      ‘Oh. Right.’

      ‘Eva. Look, I know I haven’t seen you for a while—’

      ‘That’s OK,’ she cut in. ‘Everyone understands.’

      He mentally filled in the rest of it: how difficult things must have been since Fran died, and how it’s harder to stay in touch with people who aren’t in the immediate family circle. It was true, but he was guiltily aware that he often hid behind his circumstances.

      ‘Thank you. I just wanted to ask you a couple of things,’ he said. ‘Would you mind?’

      ‘Of course,’ she said.

      ‘You’ve known Sophie how long?’

      ‘Eleven years. Since we met on the first day at university.’

      ‘And you’ve been in business together for five years.’

      ‘We’d still be in business together for the next fifty years, if Aidan hadn’t been headhunted,’ Eva said. ‘But it’s just not doable to run my half of the business from a different continent and a very different time zone, and it’s not fair of me to dump all the work on Sophie and still expect to mop up half the profits.’

      Good points, he thought. ‘So you’d say Sophie was reliable and trustworthy?’

      ‘Absolutely.’ Eva’s voice was firm with conviction.

      And now the crunch question. ‘And she’s good with kids?’

      ‘Yes. She babysits her niece and nephew all the time. Why?’

      ‘Idle curiosity,’ he fibbed.

      But there was one little thing that was bothering him. He knew he was being a bit underhand, but he consoled himself that this was the quickest way to get the last bit of information he wanted. And wasn’t all meant to be fair in love, war and business? ‘And I’ve worked out for myself that she’s kind-hearted. It was nice of her, wasn’t it, to help her family with the money?’ It was an educated guess; Sophie had only said she’d lent the money to someone she loved, but she’d also asked if he would help his siblings if they needed it. Which made him pretty sure she’d lent the money to one of her siblings.

      ‘Yes, but that’s Sophie all over—always thinking of others before herself,’ Eva said. ‘I really hope the IVF works for Matt and Angie this time.’

      So he’d guessed right. She’d lent the money to one of her siblings and their partner. For a very personal reason: an expensive course of IVF treatment. And she’d refused to break their confidence by telling him what she’d done. Then again, if she had told him the truth, it would’ve looked as if she was trying to tug at his heartstrings and manipulate him. He liked the fact that she hadn’t done that.

      ‘Let’s hope so,’ he said. ‘Thanks, Eva. Good luck in New York.’

      ‘Thanks.’ She paused. ‘Jamie, I know I’m only an in-law, and not even a close one because I was Fran’s cousin, but you’re still family. Don’t be a stranger.’

      ‘Thanks.’ Guilt flooded through him. He had been a stranger. Especially to Fran’s family. Because how could he expect them to be rally round him, when he was the one responsible for all their pain—the one who was responsible for his wife’s death? It would be like sprinkling salt over a wound. He couldn’t do it. ‘I’ll talk to you soon,’ he said, knowing it was a polite fiction and also knowing that Eva was well aware of the fact, but what else could he do?

      * * *

      Jamie walked СКАЧАТЬ