Diamonds are for Deception: The Carlotta Diamond / The Texan's Diamond Bride / From Dirt to Diamonds. Julia James

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СКАЧАТЬ smile playing around his lips, Simon said, ‘Ann, this is Miss Macfadyen.’

      ‘It’s nice to meet you, Miss Macfadyen,’ the housekeeper greeted the newcomer cheerfully. ‘I’ve put you next door to Miss Christie. If you’d care to follow me, Martin will bring the luggage up.’

      Sojo glanced at Charlotte, who, interpreting that silent plea, offered, ‘I’ll come with you so we can have a chat while you get settled in.’

      ‘When you girls come down I’ll be in the library,’ Simon told them. Then to Mrs Reynolds, ‘If you’re not too busy, Ann, perhaps we could have some tea?’

      ‘Certainly.’

      It was obvious that he could do no wrong in the housekeeper’s eyes, and if he’d asked for the moon she would have done her best to provide it.

      When the luggage had been brought up and the two girls were alone, Sojo, who had been obviously simmering, burst out excitedly, ‘Isn’t he just something! My fingers were itching to sketch him. Those eyes and that mouth—’ she shivered deliciously ‘—and those shoulders… He makes Wudolf look like an immature schoolboy.’

      ‘I thought you fancied Rudy?’ Charlotte teased.

      ‘I thought I did at the time. It just goes to show what a dearth of personable men there’s been in my life over the past couple of years.’

      While Sojo unpacked her case, she continued to wax lyrical. ‘I find it most inspiring to know that men as gorgeous as Simon Farringdon do still exist. Though they’re obviously few and far between, so my chances of actually meeting one must be pretty slim,’ she added gloomily.

      Then, brightening, ‘Still, it’s nice to feel the old libido stirring again.’

      Hiding a smile, Charlotte queried, ‘Do I gather you fancy him?’

      ‘Like mad. He has enough sex appeal to set fire to a swamp,’ her friend declared.

      ‘But do you like him?’ Charlotte asked.

      ‘Yes, I do.’ Sojo’s answer was unequivocal. ‘Not only is he one of the most attractive men I’ve ever met, but even more important, he seems genuinely nice. I like the way he treats his staff. He’s also mature in a way that Wudolf never will be. If things didn’t go his way I can’t imagine Simon acting like a petulant child. Mind you, having said he’s nice, I don’t mean weak in any way. I imagine, if justified, he could be quite formidable. Not a man to cross swords with…’

      The last of her things put away, she said enthusiastically, ‘Right. Ready when you are. Let me go and take another look at this idol, see if I can spot any feet of clay.’

      ‘I rather hope you can,’ Charlotte told her half seriously. ‘Perfection must be terribly hard to live up to.’

      While they descended the stairs Sojo gazed around her with wide-eyed admiration. ‘If I asked him nicely, do you think he might find time to show me round the old ancestral home?’

      ‘I’m sure he will. He seems to genuinely love Farringdon Hall.’

      ‘What about you?’

      ‘It’s already starting to feel like home,’ Charlotte said simply.

      Satisfied, Sojo nodded.

      When they reached the library, Simon rose from behind his desk and joined them in front of the fire.

      Waiting on the low table was a tray that held everything needed for tea, including dainty sandwiches and buttered scones.

      As soon as the two women were seated side by side on the settee, Simon reached for the silver teapot and began to pour.

      Sojo’s sigh of relief was audible.

      He glanced at her, one eyebrow raised.

      ‘I dread the question, who’s going to be mother?’

      The phrase was delivered in such mincing tones that Simon threw back his head and laughed. ‘Do people still say that?’

      ‘One of my boyfriends did. That’s why he’s an ex.’

      ‘Milk and sugar?’

      ‘Just milk, please.’

      ‘Speaking of boyfriends,’ Simon pursued, ‘I hope this invitation hasn’t ruffled any male feathers?’

      ‘Nary a one. I’ve gone off men for the moment.’

      ‘Any particular reason?’

      ‘The last two have been nerds.’

      ‘Oh? In what way?’ Simon asked interestedly.

      As though wondering if she was hogging the conversation, Sojo glanced at her friend.

      But, only too happy that the liking appeared to be mutual, and the pair were getting on so well, Charlotte was content to sit back and listen.

      Seeing this, Sojo continued, ‘Mark, the latest, was totally boring. He had only one thing on his mind, and hands like Velcro.’

      His face straight, Simon commented, ‘A very descriptive phrase. What about the previous one?’

      ‘He didn’t live in the real world. Mind you, with a name like Tarquin, who could blame him? Thank you…’

      When she and Charlotte had both accepted a cup of tea and a plate, Simon drew the table closer so they could help themselves. Then, his tawny eyes sparkling with laughter, Simon remarked, ‘I can quite see why you’ve gone off men.’

      ‘Not all men.’ An inveterate flirt, she fluttered her new false eyelashes at him shamelessly.

      ‘I’m flattered,’ he assured her gravely. ‘Though I’d rather like to know why I’m an exception.’

      ‘Well, for one thing you’re obviously good for Charlotte. I’ve never seen her look so happy…’

      Just for a split-second he appeared to be disconcerted, then his expression cleared, and, one eyebrow raised, he queried, ‘And?’

      ‘And I wondered, if I said pretty please, if you would show me round the Hall some time?’

      ‘I’d be delighted.’

      ‘Providing, of course, that you’re not too busy running the Bell-Farringdon business empire?’

      So Sojo had been checking up, Charlotte thought, and hoped Simon wouldn’t mind.

      But he was answering calmly, ‘From now until the wedding’s over I’m leaving Michael Forrester, my right-hand man, to deal with everything and taking a complete break.’

      ‘Wonder of wonders! A top businessman who’s willing to delegate.’

      ‘I admit to having been СКАЧАТЬ