afraid, Adamââ
âYou arenât afraid at all,â he cut in harshly. âDamn it, Andie, you and I used to be friendsââ
âWe still are,â she assured him coolly, completely unruffled by his loss of temper. Her father had a quiet way of doing the same thing when he couldnât get his own way, too⦠âBut as Iâve already statedâseveral timesâIâm busy.â
âFine,â Adam bit back, his jaw clenched. âPerhaps Iâll see if April wants to join me instead.â
Andie gave a grin. âI have no doubt she would love to. But Iâm also sure her fiancé would have a few things to say about it!â
Adam frowned darkly. âYou never used to be this difficult, Andie,â he said slowly.
She straightened in her high-backed chair, the sunshine coming in the window behind her giving her long hair the colour of ripe corn as it lay in a loose plait down her back, fine tendrils curling beside her ears and over her smooth brow.
âI never used to be a lot of things, Adam,â she told him tautly, the words tinged with an unhappiness she hoped he couldnât detect; the last thing she needed in her life at the moment was an over-curious Adam Munroe. It had been difficult enough, initially, to deal with an over-anxious Rome, without having Adam on her case now, too!
Adam looked appreciatively about the luxury of her executive office. âYou obviously enjoy being numero uno of Gloss ,â he observed.
She gave an acknowledging inclination of her head. âIn the same way you enjoy running your own film production company,â she replied noncommittally, having the distinct feeling Adam was just making conversation now, delaying his departure for as long as he possibly could. Although why he should want to do that she couldnât imagineâ¦
Adam gave her a considering look. âDoes that mean youâve become a career woman, Andie?â
Not exactly! Especially as this was the last week she would be working on the magazine for some months to come. Which was another reason she was so determined to make sure everything was done perfectly for this, her final issue, for some timeâ¦
But despite the fact Adam was a close family friend, she had no intention of telling him any of that. Her nine monthsâ leave of absence wasnât public knowledge, and she preferred that it remain that way!
âNot at all,â she dismissed lightly. âWill you be coming down to the estate this weekend?â she asked, her expression still deceptively noncommittal.
Grey eyes narrowed warily. âWhy?â
âNo particular reason,â Andie said casually. âI just thought I should warn you, if you were, that Rome is not in the best of moods at the moment.â
Which was definitely an understatement! Her sister Danie had promised a few weeks ago to do everything she could to distract their fatherâs attention from Andie and her present dilemma, but as it turned out Danie hadnât needed to do that; Audrey, their fatherâs assistant for the last twelve years, had managed to do that quite successfully for them!
âI didnât think he looked too happy on Saturday,â Adam said. âBut I put that down to the losing-a-daughter syndrome.â
Andie chuckled softly. âDaddy has been trying to give us away for years!â
Adam grinned. âI wouldnât put it quite like that. He wouldnât give any of you away to just anyone.â
âThatâs comforting to know,â Andie replied drylyâalthough she knew that was actually the case. Luckily for Harrie and Danie their father approved of their choice ofhusbandâotherwise one or both of them would have had a battle on their hands!
âRome just wants a grandson to whom he can pass his business empire,â Adam assured her knowingly.
Andie looked down unseeingly at the photographs on her desk-top. âAnd