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eyebrow and gave her a cheeky look. “You seemed to vanish.”
    “We should be so lucky!” Kennedy commented as she took her shot and managed to sink the black ball mid-game by mistake.
    Andrew swept his arm across the table to clear the remaining balls. He didn’t even acknowledge Georgie’s presence and seemed determined to pretend she wasn’t there as he racked up for another game.
    “Where is my brother anyway?” Kennedy glared at Georgie. “You didn’t actually manage to lose him on the hunt field?”
    “He told me he was going to be in here,” Georgie said. “I haven’t seen him since he left the stables…”
    The large French doors in the games room opened straight out to the gardens and the sound of giggling and splashing could now be heard right outside.
    “Well we know where he is now,” Damien said, peering out the window. “He’s out by the fountain with Arden.”
    Georgie felt herself turn strangely cold. It was almost nightfall outside. Why was her boyfriend hanging out in the garden?
    Her suspicions got even darker when James and Arden tumbled in through the French doors, giggling and panting, as if they’d been playing chase. James was still in his riding clothes, but Arden had got changed into a stunning emerald green chiffon dress. Her hair was blow-dried perfectly and tied back loosely and she’d taken off her strappy high heels and was carrying them delicately dangling in one hand, as if she’d just stepped out of
Vogue.
    “Georgie!” James seemed surprised to see her. “Finished mucking out the stables then?”
    Georgie tried to take his teasing in her stride. “Yeah, well, Belvedere is a big horse – it takes a while to groom all of him,” she said. Then she added, “What were you and Arden doing outside?”
    “None of your business!” Arden said airily, dropping her shoes on the floor and collapsing dramatically into a chair.
    James gave Georgie a grin. “We weren’t doing anything,” he said. “Just hanging out.”
    Frances entered the games room at that moment to announce it was time for dinner. Somehow Arden managed to manoeuvre herself closer to James as they walked to the dining room and snaffled the seat beside him at the table. She then spent the entire meal whispering in his ear, winding Georgie up even more. Unfortunately the Kirkwoods served dinner in six courses and it took forever. All the time, James hardly even bothered to look at Georgie and by the time dessert was being served she felt close to tears. Unable to stomach any more of Arden’s flirting, Georgie said she wasn’t hungry and left the table. She was heading for her room when she heard footsteps behind her in the hallway.
    “Georgie! Wait!”
    It was James. He ran to catch up with her. “Going to bed early?” he asked.
    “I’m just tired, I guess,” Georgie said unconvincingly.
    “Don’t go,” James said. “We can go back to the games room.”
    “Why don’t you go and hang out with Arden?”
    The words were out of her mouth before Georgie could stop herself. She looked at James’ face, and saw a brief smile cross his lips.
    “Don’t be like that, Georgie,” he said sweetly. “We had fun today, didn’t we?”
    Georgie wanted to say that it had been more than fun – it had been one of the best days she’d ever had. “I’m so sorry,” she blurted out. “It was an amazing day. It’s just… I’ve never felt like this about anybody before and I—”
    And then she had to stop talking because, for the second time that day, James Kirkwood was kissing her.
    As the light poured in through the curtains the next morning, Georgie’s first thought was of James Kirkwood and that kiss. As she got up and began to dress she heard the sound of the jet engines. It sounded as if a plane was taking off from the airfield behind the mansion. She didn’t give it too much thought at the time, and headed down to the dining room where Frances was serving breakfast. She’d dished herself up