But I followed him into the house and indeed enjoyed a mean breakfast. It was absolutely delicious and nice to be accepted as part of the huge r****e of people around the table.
“I’ll come plaster that living room ceiling this afternoon.” Juliet told me as I enjoyed a cup of coffee.
“Thank you, but anytime is fine. I don’t expect you to work on weekends or put me higher up the queue.”
“Hey, the quicker we get that house sorted, the sooner I can come round for wine and gossip.” She elbowed me and lowered her voice. “Especially all the goss about you and him.” She tilted her head towards Milo who was washing up.
“There is no ‘me and him’.”
“If you say so.”
I began to protest further but then found Milo had turned around and was staring at me. “Quinn’s just arrived, Princess.”
I thanke
