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of weeks.”
    He headed from the room and sighed heavily as he reached the hallway. “What on earth is wrong with a trailer? Every actor uses them. And I am so not taking my valet.”
    “She’ll adapt.”
    “I hope so. The sooner the better.” Gabe looked at his brother. “What did you want to ask?”
    “What did you make of that teacher?”
    “Huh?”
    “The one in the paper, from your school visit yesterday. She couldn’t keep her eyes off you from what I could see last night.”
    “Dawn Stannis? She’s pretty, different to most women. You know, she actually spoke to me like I was a real person.”
    Blake looked at him in mock shock. “No… And here I was thinking you were my imaginary brother, and I was the eighth Earl of Elton.”
    Gabe grinned. “Nope, but if you want, I’ll abdicate, and you can be the ninth.”
    “I’m good, but thanks for the offer. Are you going to see her again?”
    The guards immediately went up, and Gabe looked at his brother suspiciously. “Why?”
    “Just asking.”
    “She goes to Headley Baptist by all accounts, but whether I’ll see her there or not, I don’t know. Honestly, I doubt she’d be interested, and I’m away for the next two weeks, anyway.”
    “Two weeks isn’t a lifetime, Gabe. You could always ask her to this film premiere.”
    “OK, enough already with the teasing. The school thing was a one off speaking arrangement. She’s probably involved with someone.”
    “Liam would know. He seems to be the fount of all knowledge as far as church romances go. Want me to ask him for you?”
    “It’s fine.” Gabe shoved a hand through his hair. “I’m perfectly happy being a bachelor right now. Thank you all the same.”
    Blake laughed and sang the last two lines of Bachelor Boy as he headed out of the front door.
    Gabe shook his head and headed to pack. Shutting the door behind him, he pulled out his phone and dialed quickly.
    “Carnation Street Florist, Mandy speaking.”
    “Hi, Mandy, it’s Gabriel Tyler. I’d like to order some flowers. A large bouquet of dark pink roses.” He wandered to the window looking over the grounds. “Yes, dark pink. About twenty… Sounds good. Yes, to Miss Dawn Stannis, care of Headley Cross Secondary School as soon as you can.”

4
    Monday morning came way too early. Dawn glanced around the kitchen. The roses sat in a vase on the worktop, and they smelled heavenly. She adored the dark pink color and leaned over the vase to inhale again. The card leaned against the pretty crystal vase. Thanks for asking me to the careers fayre. I really enjoyed it. Gabriel Tyler.
    The kids had done nothing but talk about him since his visit, and the whole school was now filled with seventeen hundred budding thespians.
    Dawn topped up the water in the vase. Would the roses still be alive when she got home on Friday? She hoped so. No one had ever given her flowers before, and it’d be a waste if she missed out on these. Just in case, she took a photograph of them.
    She rinsed her cup and put it in the dishwasher. Then she headed to pack the boot of the car. Both her suitcase and rucksack went it, along with the first aid kit, her map, and compass. She went back inside for the USB drive containing all the worksheets and her notes. She’d print them off at school when she got there.
    A week long field trip to Derbyshire had seemed such a good idea when she first suggested it.
    But now?
    Forty year tens, average age fourteen? At least she had four adults going, and she could always threaten to send the entire group home early if they misbehaved.
    The drive to the school took the usual fifteen minutes, and she parked opposite the CCTV cameras. Five minutes later, her bags were in the staff room, and she was going ten rounds with the photocopier.
    Liz Freeman smiled. “I gave up with that on Friday. It didn’t want to collate the sheets.”
    “It still doesn’t,” Dawn sighed. “Maybe it’s just run out of staples or