children.”
“Well, that’s very nice for him,” she replied, still mystified by the almost accusing manner.
“Yes. Let’s keep it that way.” His chin jutted forward, along with his gaze as they walked on.
It took a while for his meaning to filter in. Tony King saw her as a threat to David Hampson’s marriage? Why on earth would he think that? Because David had made a comment about her dimples? That was ridiculous...wasn’t it?
“You know, it’s not my fault I’ve got dimples,” she said testingly. “I was born with them.”
“And a lot else, besides,” he muttered darkly.
It was too much for Hannah. “Do you have a problem with me?”
“No.” His chin jutted even more forward. “Why would I have a problem?”
“I don’t know.” She frowned over the puzzle. He’d been distant towards her ever since... “Maybe if you’d been making the choice, I wouldn’t have been given the job.”
“I have the utmost faith in my grandmother’s judgement,” he declared as though not the slightest doubt had ever entered his mind.
“Well, that’s a relief!” She heaved a sigh to get rid of that bit of unnecessary tension. “It’s not a good feeling working for someone who doesn’t want you.”
“No question that I want you,” he said very dryly.
“That’s okay then.” She felt much better, and to relieve any worries he might have about her, she said, “Generally I get on very well with people.”
“So I noticed.”
“And I don’t believe in messing with anyone’s marriage.” Not even Flynn’s and Jodie’s.
“I’m glad to hear it.”
“I certainly wouldn’t enter into any flirtation with David.”
“Fine!”
“Sally filled me in on Chris’s situation so I understand about that, but is there anything else I should know about the crew so I don’t put a foot wrong?”
“Nothing that springs to mind.”
“You’re not going to warn me off Eric or Jai or Keith?”
“Tracy might well throw you to the sharks if you get your teeth into Jai.” A sharp glance. “Do you fancy him?”
How could she fancy any of them with him around? Didn’t he know he outshone them by about a million megawatts? “I thought they were all attractive people, but they didn’t ring any special bells for me,” she answered honestly.
“Who knows when the bell might toll?” he said with heavy irony.
It tolled the moment you walked into my life, Hannah thought, but she wasn’t sure Tony King was ready to hear that, particularly when he seemed to have some funny ideas about her...like she was some kind of honey-pot who drew men from other women. Which was really strange, because no one had ever cast her in the role of femme fatale before. She wondered why he saw her that way?
A happy thought struck. It had to mean he found her attractive. Maybe more than just attractive if he thought other men could be tempted out of their relationships because she was there.
No question that I want you.
What if he actually meant he wanted her in a man-woman sense, not a job sense? Excitement pumped her heart faster. It almost put a skip in her step as they exited from the mall and headed towards the row of storage lockers outside another booking office. Hannah quickly found hers, unlocked it, and lifted out her backpack.
“Is that all?” Tony asked as she closed the door on the emptied locker. He looked amazed at the economical amount of her possessions.
“It is easier to travel light,” Hannah explained matter-of-factly.
He stared down at the bag near her feet as though it represented a life he couldn’t quite bring himself to believe in. His gaze shifted to her well-worn sandals, then slowly travelled up her much-washed and somewhat faded jeans. He was probably realising she had few clothes with her and they were in frequent use, but this direct re-appraisal made Hannah super-conscious of her body again.
Her knees quivered. Muscles below her stomach spasmed. By the time his scrutiny reached her