need the money,â Emily blurted thoughtlessly.
âI can afford to live alone.â
âI didnât mean to suggest you couldnât.â
âNo offence taken,â Judy said evenly.
âAnd,â Emily looked at the solitaire on Judyâs left hand, âyouâll be getting married yourself soon.â
âPossibly.â
âThat will be Robin.â Emily jumped to her feet as the doorbell rang, and ran down the stairs to the front door.
Judy carried their cups through to the kitchen. Her flatmateâs babbling was interspersed with a slow, masculine drawl. The door closed and Emily darted back up the stairs ahead of a more ponderous step. Judy returned to her chair just as the living room door burst open.
âJudy, Iâd like to introduce my fiancé, Robin Watkin Morgan. Robin, this is my landlady and flatmate, Judith Hunt.â
âWeâve met before,â said Judy, stepping back as Robin leaned forward to kiss her cheek. Extending her hand, she kept him at armâs length while he shook it.
âI hate to disagree with a lady but I would have remembered someone as beautiful as you, Judy.â He gave her a charming smile that didnât quite reach his eyes.
âAnd I hate to disagree with a gentleman, but you were at Joe Griffithsâ and Lily Sullivanâs engagement party. Not that they were engaged at the end of it.â
âThey werenât, were they?â His smile broadened. âEms said youâd been living with Joeâs sister. It must be a hundred years since Iâve seen the old boy. How is he?â
âFine from what I hear.â
âLiving it up in London, eh?â
âPresumably.â
âIâve just had the most fantastic idea. Why donât you come to the pub with Ems and me? You can fill me in on whatâs been happening with Joe.â
âMuch as Iâd like to, Iâm expecting my fiancé.â Judy did something she had never done before; wave her engagement ring under a manâs nose.
âToo late, eh? Well, come on, Ems, youâre wasting good drinking time.â
âI only have to get my coat.â
âGoodbye, Judy.â Robin reached for her hand. Before she could stop him he lifted it to his lips and kissed it. âI hope this is the beginning of a long and beautiful friendship.â
âThat rather depends on how soon you marry Emily.â
Raising one eyebrow, he winked at her and followed Emily out through the door.
âMy wife wonât like it if you strangle me,â Jack smiled, disentangling Katieâs arms from around his neck.
Moving away from him, she looked him up and down. âI didnât hurt you, did I?â she asked anxiously. âYour wounds ââ
âI was joking.â
âI canât believe itâs you. Youâve changed so much, I wouldnât have recognised you. Would you have known him, John?â She turned to her husband, who had retreated to the other side of the room.
âNo, I wouldnât.â He took the hand Jack offered and shook it warmly. âHelenâs in for a surprise.â
âWhich Iâd better be on my way to give her.â Despite Martinâs assertion that he wouldnât have to go into Katie and Johnâs house, Katie had dragged him into her living room as soon as he and Martin had knocked at the door. And after seeing her swollen figure, the shadows beneath her eyes and the troubled look on her face, he hadnât the heart to refuse.
âI wish â¦â
âLet him go to Helen, love,â John demurred.
âOf course, Iâm being selfish, especially when weâll be seeing you tomorrow.â
âYou will?â Jack asked, as she and John walked him and Martin to the door.
âPretend I didnât say that.â
âYou girls have arranged a surprise party,â Jack guessed.
âYou wonât tell Helen I