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the brink of becoming engaged to Carl, or so she’d thought, and Jerome had a reputation as a ladies' man.
    Although she might have enjoyed the remainder of the party, it had lost its sizzle for her so she decided to leave a little early.
    Nathalie helped her find her coat. “I’m so glad you came to help us celebrate Evan’s birthday.”
    â€œMe, too.”
    Nathalie surveyed her for a moment. “Listen, about what I said earlier about Jerome. He really does like you.”
    â€œHe’s taking me on a wildlife trip tomorrow to take some pictures.” Gemma blushed.
    â€œWhere at?” Evan came to join Nathalie, slipping a loving arm around his wife’s waist.
    â€œI’m not sure. He said it was a favour for a friend.”
    Nathalie and Evan exchanged a meaningful glance.
    â€œSounds like fun.” Nathalie smiled but Gemma got the feeling that something she’d said had bothered them.
    â€œIs there something wrong?”
    â€œNo.” They spoke together.
    â€œIt’s just… well, it’s probably nothing, but Jerome and Evan were talking earlier about the controversy over his radio broadcasts and Evan suggested he take a holiday for a while.” Nathalie looked at Evan.
    â€œI don’t follow.” Gemma knew about the letters in the papers and the questions in Parliament but couldn’t make the connection with her planned date.
    â€œThere are a few lunatics out there and, well, Jerome’s had some death threats.” Nathalie rushed out her sentence in one breath.
    â€œIf he keeps up his work?” Gemma asked.
    â€œYes. That’s why we thought if he kept a low profile for a few weeks then it will all just blow over.” Evan’s face was somber.
    â€œI see.” Gemma blew out a breath. It looked as if going on a date with Jerome could be hazardous in more ways than one.

Chapter Two
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    Gemma hadn’t finished dressing the next morning when she heard the throaty roar of Jerome’s sports car pull to a halt outside her front door. The conversation with Nathalie and Evan had made her a little scared for Jerome’s safety.
    She tugged a faded sweatshirt over her head and ran down the stairs to answer the door, her heart thumping as she went.
    Jerome greeted her with a slow smile. “You all set?”
    â€œSure, I just need to put on my boots.” She gestured for him to come inside the hall.
    All of her senses flared onto alert as he walked behind her into her lounge.
    â€œAre you sure you should be doing this today?” She sat down on a dark brown leather chair and bent to pull on her boots.
    â€œWhat, taking you on a photo shoot?” Jerome teased as he leaned on the back of her couch.
    She squinted at him from behind her hair. “Evan said you’d had some problems since you did the radio lectures.” Her boots in place, she stomped her feet gently on the carpet.
    Jerome’s expression sobered. “It’s just a few fatheads letting off steam.”
    â€œEvan and Nathalie seemed concerned and Evan doesn’t appear to be the kind of guy who would panic over nothing.”
    â€œI’ve had a few nasty letters, some obscene phone calls and a suspect package which turned out to be an alarm clock wired to look dangerous.” Jerome shrugged.
    Gemma frowned at him. “That doesn’t sound like nothing to me. Perhaps Evan’s right and you should take a break for a few weeks till they find a new target.”
    Jerome sighed and raked a hand through his hair. “Listen, this shoot today is a favor for an old friend. It’s not been publicized anywhere and I promise I haven’t seen anyone following me. Scout’s honour!” He held his hand up in a mock salute and smiled before holding out a hand to help her to her feet.
    His grip sent a frisson of energy along her fingers.
    â€œI won’t need a flak jacket and a tin hat today, then?” She felt a