Chapter 2Jo ascended the steps of Percy’s Mount Street residence, almost colliding with Nathan hurrying in the opposite direction.
“Good morning,” Jo said cheerily.
“If you say so,” Nathan retorted, his thinning cropped brown hair appeared disarranged as if from running his hands through it in exasperation and his shrewd dark eyes snapped with irritation.
“Ah, like that, is it?” Jo replied diplomatically, inwardly surmising that Percy and Nathan must have had one of their regular disagreements. However, he would not presume to be Nathan’s confidante, especially where Percy was concerned, given Jo and Percy’s former intimate relations.
“Is Percy well?” He inquired blandly.
“Percy is quite well and utterly infuriating,” Nathan stated through clenched teeth, confirming Jo’s suspicions. “
