CHAPTER 41

  "If I wasn't married to you, I'd be waiting tables, pregnant or not," Holly said dryly, glancing at her luxurious, privileged surroundings with something close to disbelief. "Being married to you isn't exactly tiring. Someone else makes all the arrangements and tells me where I need to be and when. I even have someone who suggests what I wear. Someone does my hair and make-up. I just turn up and chat to people."

  "And chatting is your favourite occupation. Are you hungry?" Amusement shimmered in his eyes as he steered her towards the table. Silver glinted and candles flickered, and the air was filled with the scent of flowers. "I must admit I hadn't expected you to cope so well with all the attention. When I first met you, you seemed very insecure. I hadn't factored in how warm and friendly you are. You have a real talent with people."