Chapter Twenty -Eight
He was very grateful for the opening. ‘Yes, I’m supposed to be godfather to my nephew and it’s his christening that weekend but I’ve already told Kate that I’m working.’ ‘No, no,’ Alex said, ‘you should be there for Emily’s father’s wedding. We can sort something out.’ Hugh followed her into the kitchen and gave a delighted grin. ‘How easy was that?’ ‘I know!’ Emily said. ‘Though bit more affection wouldn’t go amiss,’ Hugh said. ‘It’s a bit strained in there.’ ‘They might think we’ve just had a row,’ Emily said. ‘We’re supposed to be dating, not married,’ Hugh said. ‘You handed me my drink in the same way you pass a scalpel.’ ‘I don’t like public displays of affection,’ Emily said, and then pulled a face and changed her voice to a whisper. ‘Unlike those two.’ ‘I know!’ Hugh laughed
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