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ignore the quickening of his breath and of his blood.
    ‘Hong Kong and ten thousand pounds,’ she said, her accompanying smile drawing his attention to the generous curve of her lips, currently painted a deep, luscious rose. Her lip colour matched herdress, a sleek, cling wrap of a dress that emphasized the perfection of the body beneath.
    ‘I like your dress,’ he said with utmost sincerity.
    ‘Thank you,’ she said, her eyes lightening with a humour that was hard to resist. ‘I like it too. Have you ordered?’
    ‘After you.’
    She chose the clam chowder. He chose the reef fish and, at her nod, a bottle of white to wash it down.
    ‘I’m curious,’ she said once that was all settled. ‘You’re rich, you’re handsome, you’re healthy – you are healthy, aren’t you?’
    ‘Perfectly,’ he said, enjoying her candour.
    ‘So why do you need a pretend wife for a week?’
    ‘I’m negotiating distribution rights to a computer game my company has developed. Unfortunately, the distributor’s teenage daughter took a liking to me and I found it extremely difficult to, er, dissuade her.’
    ‘You mean you couldn’t fend off one fledgling female? You? You’re kidding me, right?’
    ‘Wrong.’ Nick sighed. He could handle predatory women, honest he could. But a semi-naked eighteen-year-old Jasmine Tey had cornered him in his bedroom late one night and the sheer unexpectedness of it coupled with more than oneglass of his host’s most excellent rice wine had rendered him momentarily incapable of sensible thought. ‘She was very young,’ he muttered defensively. ‘Very sweet. I was trying to let her down gently.’
    ‘You invented a wife,’ guessed Hallie. ‘And now you have to produce her.’
    ‘Exactly. Will you do it?’
    ‘Why not ask a woman you already know to help you out? She’d probably do it for free.’
    ‘Because then I’d have to dissuade
her
. Whereas you and I will have a business arrangement, a contractual obligation if you like, and once you’ve fulfilled that obligation, you leave.’
    ‘Ah.’
    It was a very expressive ah.
    ‘Will you and your
wife
be staying with your associate and his family?’
    Nick nodded. ‘They have a guest suite. And it’s only John Tey and his daughter. He’s a widower.’
    ‘Dining with them? Socializing? Getting to know them?’
    ‘All of that,’ he said.
    Hallie Bennett leaned back in her chair and regarded him steadily. ‘That’s a lot of lies, Nick. Why don’t you just tell your distributor the truth? Maybe he’ll understand.’
    ‘Maybe.’ Nick didn’t have a good enough measure of the man to know. When it came to business, John Tey was cutthroat sharp. When it came to his daughter, the man was putty. ‘As far as I can see, John Tey gives his daughter everything she wants.’
    ‘I was raised by my father and four older brothers,’ countered Hallie. ‘Trust me, giving her what she wants won’t apply to men.’
    She had a point.
    ‘Unless of course, your distributor decides that marrying his daughter off to you makes good business sense.’
    ‘Exactly. I can’t risk it.’ He didn’t want to marry Jasmine. He didn’t want to marry anyone just yet. And then the bulk of her earlier remarks about her family registered. ‘
Four
older brothers, you said.’
    ‘Not you too.’ Her voice was rich with feminine disdain. ‘Would it help if I told you they were all pacifists?’
    ‘Is it true?’ he asked hopefully.
    ‘No. But we were talking about you.’
    ‘You’re right. I need a wife for a week. It’ll be over so fast your brothers will never know. Will you do it?’ Nick waited as the waiter set their meals in front of them. Waited while she thankedthe man, reached for her napkin and set it across her lap, her features relaxed, her expression noncommittal. She was more than he remembered from the shop. More vibrant. More thoughtful. Four brothers.
    ‘I’d need to know more about you than I do now,’ she said