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      ‘What if she finds out and ends their marriage?’

      ‘Then she might have the chance of a decent life with someone who respects her. Forget him, Lily.’

      How could she forget when she couldn’t stop going over and over it in her head?

      Had there been signs she’d missed?

      Had she asked the wrong questions?

       Was she so desperate to find someone special that she’d ignored obvious signs?

      ‘I was planning our future. We were going to spend August touring the Greek Islands. That was before he pulled out a family photo from his wallet instead of his credit card. Three little kids wrapped around their dad like bindweed. He should have been taking them on holiday, not me! I can’t bear it. How could I have made such an appalling error of judgement? That is a line I never cross. Family is sacrosanct to me. If you asked me to pick between family and money, I’d pick family every time.’ It crossed her mind that right now she had neither. No money. No family. ‘I don’t know which is worse—the fact that he clearly didn’t know me at all, or the fact that when I checked him against my list he was perfect.’

      ‘You have a list?’

      Lily felt herself grow pink. ‘It’s my attempt to be objective. I have a really strong desire for permanent roots. Family.’ She thought about the emotional wasteland of her past and felt a sense of failure. Was the future going to look the same way? ‘When you want something badly it can distort your decision-making process, so I’ve put in some layers of protection for myself. I know the basic qualities I need in a man to be happy. I never date anyone who doesn’t score highly on my three points.’

      Brittany looked intrigued. ‘Big wallet, big shoulders and big—’

      ‘No! And you are appalling.’ Despite her misery, Lily laughed. ‘First, he has to be affectionate. I’m not interested in a man who can’t show his feelings. Second, he has to be honest, but short of getting him to take a lie detector test I don’t know how to check that one. I thought Professor Ashurst was honest. I’m never calling him David again, by the way.’ She allowed herself one glance at the visiting archaeologist who had dazzled her during their short, ill-fated relationship. ‘You’re right. He’s a rat pig.’

      ‘I didn’t call him a rat pig. I called him a rat b—’

      ‘I know what you called him. I never use that word.’

      ‘You should. It’s surprisingly therapeutic. But we shouldn’t be wasting this much time talking about him. Professor Asshat is history, like this stuff we’re digging up.’

      ‘I can’t believe you called him that.’

      ‘You should be calling him far worse. What’s the third thing on your list?’

      ‘I want a man with strong family values. He has to want a family. But not several different families at the same time. Now I know why he gave off all those signals about being a family man. Because he already was a family man.’ Lily descended into gloom. ‘My checklist is seriously flawed.’

      ‘Not necessarily. You need a more reliable test for honesty and you should maybe add “single” to your list, that’s all. You need to chill. Stop looking for a relationship and have some fun. Keep it casual.’

      ‘You’re talking about sex? That doesn’t work for me.’ Lily took another sip of water. ‘I have to be in love with a guy to sleep with him. The two are welded together for me. How about you?’

      ‘No. Sex is sex. Love is love. One is fun and the other is to be avoided at all costs.’

      ‘I don’t think like that. There is something wrong with me.’

      ‘There’s nothing wrong with you. It’s not a crime to want a relationship. It just means you get your heart broken more than the average person.’ Brittany pushed her hat back from her face. ‘I can’t believe how hot it is. It’s not even ten o’clock and already I’m boiling like a lobster.’

      ‘And you know all about lobsters, coming from Maine. It’s summer and this is Crete. What did you expect?’

      ‘Right now I’d give anything for a few hours back home. I’m not used to summers that fry your skin from your body. I keep wanting to remove another layer of clothing.’

      ‘You’ve spent summers at digs all over the Mediterranean.’

      ‘And I moaned at each and every one.’ Brittany stretched out her legs and Lily felt a flash of envy.

      ‘You look like Lara Croft in those shorts. You have amazing legs.’

      ‘Too much time hiking in inhospitable lands searching for ancient relics. I want your gorgeous blonde hair.’ Brittany’s hair, the colour of polished oak, was gathered up from her neck in a ponytail. Despite the hat, her neck was already showing signs of the sun. ‘Listen, don’t waste another thought or tear on that man. Come out with us tonight. We’re going to the official opening of the new wing at the archaeological museum and afterwards we’re going to try out that new bar on the waterfront. My spies tell me that Professor Asshat won’t be there, so it’s going to be a great evening.’

      ‘I can’t. The agency rang this morning and offered me an emergency cleaning job.’

      ‘Lily, you have a masters in archaeology. You shouldn’t be taking these random jobs.’

      ‘My research grant doesn’t pay off my college loans and I want to be debt free. And anyway, I love cleaning. It relaxes me.’

      ‘You love cleaning? You’re like a creature from another planet.’

      ‘There’s nothing more rewarding than turning someone’s messy house into a shiny home, but I do wish the job wasn’t tonight. The opening would have been fun. A great excuse to wash the mud off my knees and dress up, not to mention seeing all those artefacts in one place. Never mind. I’ll focus on the money. They’re paying me an emergency rate for tonight.’

      ‘Cleaning is an emergency?’

      Lily thought about the state of some of the houses she cleaned. ‘Sometimes, but in this case it’s more that the owner decided to arrive without notice. He spends most of his time in the US.’ She dug in her bag for more sunscreen. ‘Can you imagine being so rich you can’t quite decide which of your many properties you are going to sleep in?’

      ‘What’s his name?’

      ‘No idea. The company is very secretive. We have to arrive at a certain time and then his security team will let us in. Four hours later I add a gratifyingly large sum of money to my bank account and that’s the end of it.’

      ‘Four hours? It’s going to take five of you four hours to clean one house?’ Brittany paused with the water halfway to her mouth. ‘What is this place? A Minoan palace?’

      ‘A villa. It’s big. She said I’d be given a floor plan when I arrive, which I have to return when I leave and I’m not allowed to make copies.’

      ‘A floor plan?’ Brittany choked on her water. ‘Now I’m intrigued. Can I come with you?’

      ‘Sure—’ Lily threw her a look ‘—because scrubbing out someone’s shower is so much more exciting than having cocktails on the terrace of the archaeological museum while the sun sets over the Aegean.’

      ‘It’s the Sea of Crete.’

      ‘Technically it’s still the Aegean, and either way I’m missing a great party to scrub a floor. I feel like Cinderella. So what about you? Are you going to meet someone tonight and do something about your dormant love life?’

      ‘I don’t have a love life, I have a sex life, which is not at all dormant fortunately.’

      Lily felt a twinge of envy. ‘Maybe

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