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nice to be in the company of a woman who seemed comfortable in her own skin.

      The strange thing was, it obviously hadn’t always been the case. She’d already told him about her experiences of being compared to her mother, and there was the fact she’d obviously had implants. Why would someone like Lexi think she needed to have surgery?

      But the more time he spent in her company the more he was drawn to her. She was warm and charming with a good sense of humour. And even though she’d spent part of her life in the spotlight she certainly wasn’t the vacant blonde she was sometimes portrayed as in the press.

      Lexi was highly intelligent, well read with an opinion on everything. And pushing aside the breasts and fabulous legs, there was just more and more to like about her.

      ‘What did your parents think about you doing your degree?’

      She stared at him and the edges of her lips curled upwards. ‘Why do I get the impression that you already know?’

      ‘I’m just guessing your mother might have had other plans for you.’

      ‘Oh, she did. And they all involved being her personal assistant and PR girl. She was most annoyed when I passed my exams with flying colours and got a place to study international business.’

      Iain nodded slowly. ‘Interesting choice.’

      ‘It was fabulous. And in the final year you had a placement in a real business for six months. I loved it. They offered me a job straight after uni.’

      ‘And did you take it?’

      ‘I did for a few years.’ She took another sip of her wine. ‘Funny thing was, I actually found myself drawn towards PR work. Maybe my mother knew me better than I knew myself all along.’

      ‘So did you work for her?’

      Lexi smiled. And it was the best smile of the evening, reaching all the way into her eyes and giving her a cheeky sparkle. ‘Not a chance.’

      He laughed. There were so many qualities here that he hadn’t seen before. Hadn’t taken the chance to see. All because from the second he’d set eyes on Lexi she’d woken up his libido like a shrieking alarm clock. Something he definitely hadn’t been prepared for. And something he definitely hadn’t been ready to acknowledge.

      ‘So how did you end up being head-hunted by Leo Hunter at the clinic?’

      She nodded. ‘Leo is very persuasive. I was working for a variety of charities when he approached me. At first I wasn’t interested in trying to raise the profile of a private clinic. It seemed almost the exact opposite of what I was currently doing. But Leo told me about the work they wanted to fund and the people he wanted to help by increasing the client base of the clinic …’ Her voice tailed off and Iain smiled.

      ‘I get it. Leo is very persuasive.’

      She smiled again, her blue eyes fixed on his face. He pushed his wine glass aside. Lexi Robbins was beginning to wreak havoc on his senses.

      ‘I like the clinic. I’m proud of the job I do. I want to be known for me, Lexi Robbins. I hate it when a newspaper article starts, “Lexi Robbins, daughter of…”’ She shook her head. ‘I’m my own person. But I’m also wise enough to know that some of the clients I’ve brought to the clinic saw me in the first instance because I’m my father’s—or my mother’s—daughter.’

      Iain lifted his glass and held it up to her. ‘Well, in that case I want to make a toast. To Lexi Robbins, PR genius of Hunter Clinic, who will bring in thousands of pounds to help fund the charity projects.’

      She lifted her glass and gave him a wink. ‘Tens of thousands of pounds.’

      They clinked glasses.

      ‘Dessert?’ Frank appeared at their side again, clearing their dinner plates. ‘Could I tempt you with a beautiful pear tart with chocolate sauce?’

      Lexi shook her head. ‘It sounds heavenly, Frank, but I’m all chickened out.’

      ‘Too much?’ he asked.

      ‘No, just perfect. But I honestly couldn’t eat another bite.’ She glanced at her watch. ‘It’s been a long day and I’m feeling kind of tired.’ She looked apologetically at Iain and he stood immediately to come to her side and pull her chair out.

      ‘No problem at all.’ He pulled some money from his wallet to pay Frank and gave him a wave as he helped Lexi on with her coat. It was late. He should have paid more attention to the time. Not everyone was an insomniac like him. Not everyone did anything possible rather than go to bed and stare at the ceiling, hoping to have a dreamless night.

      ‘I hope you don’t mind, Iain.’ She spun round to face him and her big blue eyes and blonde curls were directly under his nose. Just inches away from him.

      ‘Of course not, Lexi. I’ll walk you home. I should have kept my eye on the time.’ He held out his arm as they walked down the stairs and out onto the street and was secretly glad when she slid her arm through his.

      He was telling himself he was only being polite. It didn’t mean anything else. It didn’t mean anything at all.

      But walking through the darkened London streets with a beautiful woman on his arm gave him a little buzz. And not in the traditional sense. As a surgeon Iain knew better than most that true beauty came from the inside. And tonight he’d been well and truly exposed to the true beauty of Lexi Robbins.

      He’d watched a programme once where people sat behind a screen and described how they looked to an artist who drew a picture of them from their description. Then one of their friends described them to the same artist. The programme ended with the pictures hanging side by side. It truly reflected that people often didn’t see themselves the way others saw them. The pictures where the people had described themselves were nowhere near as beautiful as the ones where their friends had described them. And the friends’ pictures were a much more accurate reflection of the individual.

      Why had this sprung to mind? Because he could tell—just from tonight and their conversation—that Lexi couldn’t see the beauty he could, both inside and out.

      It still intrigued him why she’d felt the need to get implants. But it seemed too personal a question to ask. It could be that Lexi had had other reasons for surgery and the implants were a consequence of that.

      They rounded the corner into her street.

      ‘You’re awfully quiet, Iain. Something wrong?’ Even her voice sounded merry. Lexi was a pleasure to be around.

      ‘Not at all. I’m just enjoying the company.’

      ‘That’ll be a first. You’re usually playing hide and seek with me.’

      Yes. She was nobody’s fool, even if she was usually too polite to say so. It seemed the wine had loosened her tongue.

      He stopped and spun her round, catching her around the waist. ‘Lexi Robbins, I have no idea what you mean,’ he said in mock horror.

      She pointed her finger at his wide chest. ‘I’ll have you know, Iain McKenzie, that I was the champion hide-and-seeker as a kid.’ She lifted her hands in the air. ‘You can run but you can’t hide.’

      ‘Who says I want to hide?’ he said, closing the space between them in an instant and pulling her hard against his chest.

      This time the sensation of her firm breasts wasn’t a surprise. But the way her body melded into his was. It was almost as if she … fitted.

      This time her hands rested on his shoulders. The initial flash of surprise disappeared from her eyes and her gaze remained steady on his.

      Her voice was a little breathless. ‘Admit it, Iain, you have been hiding from me.’ There wasn’t another person on the street. It was just the two of them. Nothing and no one to interrupt them.

      ‘And all of a sudden I can’t imagine

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