A DREAM OF TRAVEL AND TIME
“Geoff, I need you,” Artemisia said. “I need to get away from it all.” Her gaze swept over Ben, who was hunched over his computer unhappily through to the silence that was Luke’s office.
“I can see that,” Geoff replied. “Your eyes look tired. Why not ask Cormac?”
“If you want me to ask Cormac, I can. Or Sylvia.”
“I’m joking,” Geoff hastened to reassure her.
“Not in the mood for jokes.”
“You so need to get away from it all.”
“I said so.” Artemisia felt grumpy. She thought she looked grumpy. “And I don’t feel it’s sensible to go out alone.”
“So you don’t want my wonderful company?” Geoff looked down, teasingly.
“Not if you’re in a mood. Forget it. I’ll go to my room.” She started to move off.
“No,” he said and reached for her hand. “I promise I’ll behave.
