“Is Ellen here?” Nigel asked.

“She’ll be along later. Your sister is very eager to see who you brought home.”

Sophie settled onto the sofa next to Nigel and across from Claire. She hadn’t realized she’d be this nervous to meet his family, but after their romp on the plane, she was a bundle of mixed emotions.

“Now, tell me how you met,” Claire said, clasping her hands like a proud grandmother.

“At the office,” Nigel piped in. “You know I have a policy about not dating employees, but Roselyn changed all of that.”

They’d discussed their story and decided to keep it as close to the truth as possible.

Claire’s eyes darted between them, then landed back on Nigel. “Do you always work? Wait, don’t answer that. I know you do. Do you at least take this poor girl out to dinner?”

“Of course,” Nigel replied, reaching for a lemon square. “We’ve had several work dinners.”

Phillip Townshend,”

“I’m

a saint to put up with him. He’s given me every one of my gray hairs,

“Ignore him. One of the first things he asked when I started working

asked, raising

in. “I knew the second I saw her I wanted her as more

romantic...so long as you

laughed, glancing to

a burst of laughter. “Did he, now? I’d love to

know what

woman came striding through. Her long dark hair fell in waves over her shoulders and she looked as if she’d just come in from riding a horse given her tight black pants,

to her feet and kissed the woman who had to be her granddaughter on the cheek. “Nigel’s girlfriend was just dishing on workplace romance and what he truly

breath and rose to greet his sister. Sophie stood as well, nervous at encountering another family member. Maybe she could knock these

asked, eyeing Nigel. “Well, aren’t you all

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