A Brit Unexpected (Castle Calder Book 2) by Brenda St John Brown

Author:Brenda St John Brown [St John Brown, Brenda]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2017-04-06T18:30:00+00:00

Chapter Eighteen

It takes him three rings to answer and when he does, his voice is clipped and cautious. “Claire?”

Mine, in contrast, is fast and high. “A guy stopped me on my street after I got off the bus and asked if I was your mystery woman. I’m not sure he was one of your people, but he might have been and I don’t know what to do. He was on my street, Greyson. For all I know, he had a friend who saw me enter my building. Or two friends. What if I walk out the door tomorrow and find some kind of photographer frenzy?”

My words spill out to be met by…a laugh disguised as a cough? Seriously? Greyson says nothing, but I hear him breathing and make myself stay quiet. Finally, he clears his throat and his voice still has a hint of humor when he says, “They’re not my people.”

“I’m glad you think this is funny.” I dig my fingernails into the wooden door behind me. “Your grandfather’s people then. That wasn’t really the point to what I was saying.”

“I know.” He sighs and in my mind’s eye I see him shoving his fingers through his perfectly tousled hair, looking down, and shaking his head. I try to remember if I’ve seen him do that in real life, but I can’t. “I’d like to invite you to London. There’s a small preview on Thursday of an indie film I’m backing if you’d consider coming as my date.”

“You’re asking me on a date?” I sink down against the door until my bum hits the floor. “Did you hear me say there was a guy outside my apartment asking if I’m your mystery girlfriend and I’m freaking out?”

“Yes, I heard you and that’s part of why I’m asking you to do this with me.” Greyson’s words are slow and deliberate. “You’re a curiosity and if we’re not seen together in the short term aside from the photos already out there, people are only going to be more determined to find out who you really are.”

Oh.

I try to ignore the way my chest caves in. Like it’s being sat on by a medium-size dog. “But won’t speculation increase further the more we’re seen together?”

“In my experience once the mystery is past, the paps lose interest quickly, especially if we don’t court them.” Greyson’s tone is matter-of-fact.

The imaginary dog sitting on my chest shifts and presses its haunches into my stomach. “I…”

I don’t know what to say, but it doesn’t matter because the call disconnects. Or Greyson hangs up on me. Either is a possibility, but the latter seems more likely, especially when my phone rings again with a FaceTime call from him.

Seriously? I contemplate not answering, but he knows I’m here and I hate drama for drama’s sake. I tuck my hair behind my ear and press answer. Greyson doesn’t even wait for the picture to come into focus before he says, “I thought this would be a better conversation to have face-to-face.

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