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keep, and I refuse to dress up the relationship as anything more than what it is.’

      Ginny supposed she had to think well of him for that, but it was strange to her to hear him speak that way about love. Despite her own experiences, she still believed in love. She had just made the wrong choice, that was all. This time she wasn’t about to let herself be blinded by passion into thinking love existed. Daniel was everything she wanted in a man, and she was sure that her liking for him would grow into love in the fullness of time.

      ‘Don’t you intend to get married and have children?’ she couldn’t help but ask curiously.

      Sitting back again, Roarke shrugged. ‘Sure, one day, but love will have nothing to do with it.’

      ‘Your wife might disagree.’

      ‘The woman I marry will know that she has my respect and loyalty. If and when I make a vow, I’ll never break it. I only intend to get married once.’

      ‘Sounds to me like you’ve had a nasty experience. What caused you to get so disenchanted with marriage?’

      ‘Over-familiarity. My father has been married four times and my mother is currently on her third husband. Both swore it was love each time, but as soon as the passion faded, they headed for the divorce courts. I have brothers and sisters dotted around the globe from their various forays into the wedded state.’

      Not exactly good role models, she agreed. ‘It doesn’t have to be that way for you.’

      He shrugged. ‘It isn’t going to be. I intend to honour my vows—when I make them.’

      ‘I’m pleased to hear it, but have you heard the one about leopards not changing their spots?’ she gibed.

      Roarke smiled. ‘There’s always an exception to the rule, sweetheart.’

      ‘True, but I haven’t seen any flying pigs recently,’ Ginny mocked.

      He gave her a long look for that, to which she smiled sweetly and he grunted, ‘I should have fired you months ago. Lord knows why I didn’t.’

      ‘Because it isn’t in your power to do so. Your grandfather hired me, and only he can fire me,’ she told him confidently, only to see him give a crocodile smile.

      Tugging at the knot of his tie, he pulled it free and loosened the buttons of his shirt. ‘On the contrary. I could fire you at a moment’s notice. However, you’re damn good at your job. You’ve a good eye for colour and style, and we’ve heard nothing but acclaim for what you’ve done so far.’

      His praise gave her a warm glow inside, though she didn’t let him know it. ‘Would this be a good time to ask for a rise?’ she asked, tongue-in-cheek, and he grinned appreciatively.

      ‘You’d probably get it, too. A good worker is worthy of her hire.’

      Ginny wasn’t greedy. She had had a rise only a short while ago. The company rewarded its workers for their efforts without prompting, and she had received her share. That was enough for her. ‘Don’t worry, I have no intention of taking you up on that. So, what did the poor wastebasket do to incur your wrath?’

      Reminded of what had happened earlier, Roarke let his expression become rueful. ‘It grinned at me.’

      Vastly amused, Ginny smiled. ‘Grinned at you?’

      ‘Knowingly,’ Roarke confirmed.

      ‘Ah,’ she nodded wisely, knowing the feeling. ‘Lunch was not a success.’

      His laugh was scornful. ‘To put it mildly. Which is why I need your help.’

      Her mind was rioting with questions. Ginny reined them in. ‘Things must be bad if you need my help.’

      ‘You have no idea!’

      Ginny waited for more, but when none came she frowned. ‘Are you going to tell me, or is it a game of twenty questions?’

      Roarke took a deep breath and swung his chair round so that he was facing her. ‘My sister’s getting married at the weekend.’

      Whilst interesting, it was not quite what she was expecting. ‘I’m sure I’m pleased for her, but what’s that got to do with me?’

      His eyes flashed sparks at her interruption. ‘I was coming to that. I’ve been invited.’

      It occurred to Ginny that he was uneasy about asking her for whatever it was, and that was quite unlike the usual confident Roarke Adams. Bemused, she nodded. ‘OK, that was to be expected, but I still don’t see what that has to do with me.’

      There followed a momentary hesitation, then he took the bull by the horns. ‘I need you to go with me…as my lover.’

      That took the wind out of her sails like nothing else. ‘What?’ she gasped out, sure she must have misheard somehow.

      Having broached the subject, Roarke quickly regained his composure. ‘I want you to attend the wedding with me,’ he repeated.

      She had that part; it was the other she took exception to. ‘As your lover?’

      Roarke hastily held up a hand to forestall the protests he knew were hovering on her lips. ‘I didn’t mean that the way it sounded. I need you to pretend to be my lover.’

      Ginny felt as if she were gaping at him like a fish, her mouth opening and closing repeatedly but nothing coming out. She shut her mouth with a snap of teeth and took a steadying breath. ‘You have to be joking!’

      ‘I only wish I were. Believe me, I wouldn’t be doing it if it wasn’t important.’

      Instinctively she knew that was true. Neither would seek help from the other unless business was involved. But what he was asking was out of the question. ‘What about what’s-her-name, the brunette you’re dating? Why don’t you ask her to help?’ That would be the ideal solution.

      The question had him grinding his teeth again. ‘She was going to go with me, but as we are no longer an item, I’m left without a partner.’

      Ginny stared at him, aware that there was a story he wasn’t telling her, and he wasn’t going to get away with keeping it to himself if he wanted her help. Not that she was promising anything. ‘What happened?’

      Roarke’s fingers tapped out an irritated tattoo on the desktop. ‘She informed me at lunch that her stars told her the weekend was a bad time to travel, so she wouldn’t be going. I told her only an idiot would believe such rubbish.’

      Ginny winced. ‘Bad move,’ she pronounced sympathetically and he grimaced.

      ‘Tell me about it! The upshot was she took offence. Apparently, her stars also said it was a good time to end relationships that were going nowhere.’

      ‘Oh, dear!’ Ginny commiserated, biting back a laugh.

      Sensing it, he sighed ruefully. ‘I know, I know. Things went from bad to worse. Which brings me to you. Will you help me out?’

      ‘Why me?’ Ginny asked, spreading her hands questioningly. ‘Why not ask one of those women who aren’t in the little black book you haven’t got?’

      She got some idea how serious the situation was when she didn’t get a smart comeback to her remark. ‘Because most of them are known to the family, and I need someone who is a complete stranger. Grandfather won’t be there and he’s the only person that knows you.’

      ‘Now, that you’ve simply got to explain,’ she insisted.

      His reluctance was palpable. ‘It’s complicated. There are…family complications.’

      Family complications covered a multitude of sins, as she knew only too well. As an explanation, it fell way short of the mark. ‘You’re going to have to come up with a better reason than that if I’m to help you,’ she declared bluntly, and his eyes snapped to hers.

      ‘Does

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