Chapter 101

“I took myself on a brief tour around the other rooms after I made my coffee,” she went on. “I hope you don’t mind.”

“Not at all,” he said.

“I really like what you’ve done with the place. Your choice of furniture, I mean. Creams and greys go with just about anything, anyway, don’t they? That red leather in the living areas looks fantastic, but I really love the rich, warm-coloured wood you’ve used in here,” she raved on, walking back to the bed, where she held her mug in one hand whilst she ran the other over the curved headboard. “So much nicer than the bland cream-painted stuff Charles has at his place.”

Sebastian blinked, then stared at her. It had never occurred to him till that second that Charles might have been one of Angela’s past lovers. Yet, once it had, he could see that it was a distinct possibility. Till Charles had met and fallen in love with Elizabeth, he’d been somewhat of a man about town. Frankly, he’d had more women than Sebastian.

“Was Cha