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Lisle thought. If it wasn't so appalling, It would be almost funny. Because Gerard's accusations weren't so far from the truth. She couldn't explain it. It might be some kind of mental revulsion against her brother's inveterate womanising it might be that she had never met a man who appealed to her sufficiently, or even because of some basic unsuspected flaw deep within her personality, but she was still, at twenty-three, a virgin.
    The coffee was cold now, and bitter, but even so she doubted if she could have lifted the cup without betraying how she was shaking. Jake was watching her closely—waiting for a confession, or some attempt at self-justification, she wondered furiously. Well, he'd wait for ever! she told herself, avoiding his intent gaze.
    He said coolly, 'It's time we were going up to the ward. Sister was noncommittal but not particularly optimistic when I spoke to her, but he's conscious, and when he sees us together there'll be just one thing on his mind. Can I take it as read that you won't contradict me if I tell him we've just become engaged?'
    She moistened dry lips. 'Will he believe it—as we've only just met?'
    He shrugged one shoulder. 'If we were trying to convince him it was a love match, probably not. But as all three of us know the score, I think it will be a great relief to him that we're not wasting any time.'
    'That's putting it mildly.' Lisle threaded the strap of her bag through her fingers. She managed an unsteady laugh. 'Just what am I being rushed into?'
    'Well, certainly not marriage,' he drawled. 'I have no plans in that direction, and if I had they wouldn't include you, my dear Miss Bannerman. This is a pretence engagement, the sole purpose of which is to put your grandfather's mind at rest and reassure him about your future when he's no longer here to worry about you. So don't indulge in any fantasies that I've been swept away by your undoubted charms.' He stood up, and once again she was made unwillingly aware of his height, and the sheer domination of his personality. She had met a lot of successful men, but few of them had an iota of his undoubted physical attraction, and most of them by his age—mid-thirties, she judged— were already married and settled with families.
    She walked silently beside him towards the lift, and still in silence rode up to the next floor where the intensive care unit was established.
    It was like something out of a space odyssey, she thought uneasily, looking around her.
    Sister in her sexless white gown was briskly reassuring. 'He's doing as well as pan be expected, that's all I can say,' she told them in her office. She gave a rich chuckle. 'He's certainly a bonny fighter, but he's been getting himself dangerously over-excited. He's been giving my young nurses hell because they wouldn't bring him a telephone trolley—the very idea! I had to speak severely to him,' she added tranquilly.
    Lisle managed a wavering smile in return. She was sitting in a chair facing Sister's desk, and Jake was perched on the arm of it. She was acutely conscious of the warmth of his body near hers, and it had been all she could do not to draw away when he sat down so close to her.
    Jake said calmly, 'I hope the good news we have for him won't have an adverse effect.'
    'Anything that will stop him worrying so much can only do good.' Sister paused. 'Am I to take it that congratulations are in order?'
    With a shock, Lisle felt Jake's hand cover hers, then lift it to his lips. It was only the briefest caress, but her flesh felt as if it had been seared with a brand.
    'You've guessed our secret, Sister,' Jake, said softly. He looked down into Lisle's startled face, his tips smiling tenderly, but his grey eyes brilliant with mockery. 'As we're making no announcement yet, darling, we're going to have to try and hide our feelings for each other, at least in public.'
    Through frozen lips, she managed, 'Yes.'
    He bent towards her, and for one paralysed moment she thought he was going