Memories of the Past by Carole Mortimer

Author:Carole Mortimer [Mortimer, Carole]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781488029929
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 1991-07-27T16:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER EIGHT

HELEN’S hand tightly gripped the receiver, her fingernails digging into her palm where she held it so firmly.

How dared he call her here? was her instant reaction. Discounting the fact that he had acquired her telephone number at all, he had no right to call her at her father’s home. No matter what he felt the urgency to be.

Although he didn’t sound as if he had been at all disturbed by her presence here. But remembering his cool self-confidence of the past she thought that was probably true.

All the more reason to give the impression it was of no importance to her either. ‘I can’t imagine why you should think that,’ she returned coolly, ‘when I’ve had nothing to say to you for almost six years.’

‘I’m flattered you should remember how long ago it is since we last met,’ he murmured softly.

He wasn’t flattered at all, knew she had good reason never to forget his part in her life! ‘I thought you would have gone much further up the professional ladder during that time than you actually have,’ she said challengingly.

‘I wouldn’t have thought PA to a man like Caleb Jones was backsliding,’ Daniel bit back tautly, obviously stung by the taunt.

‘It’s a good job,’ she granted dismissively. ‘But I would have thought you would have your own accountancy firm by now.’

‘Maybe I don’t care for the responsibility,’ he rasped.

And maybe things weren’t going quite so well for him now as they had been all those years ago. She hadn’t particularly been aware of any talk of him among her colleagues, but it soon became known in that tight circle which of them it might be best to avoid employing. It would also go a long way to explaining his presence here in the countryside, when he had always professed to hate it so much.

‘I have nothing to say to you, Daniel.’ She sighed at the waste he had made of his un-doubted talents.

‘I believe it might be in the best interests of both of us if we did meet,’ he said insistently.

Helen frowned; what could he possibly mean by that remark?

‘Let’s meet and discuss it,’ he told her when she voiced her concern.

‘Discuss what?’ she prompted irritably.

‘Not over the telephone, Helen,’ he returned briskly. ‘Perhaps I could meet you for dinner tomorrow evening? Or will you be seeing Cal then?’ he added mockingly.

‘None of your damned business!’ she snapped. ‘I—’ She broke off as a crash sounded in the lounge. Oh, lord, Sam! She had forgotten all about the wandering baby in her agitation, and she had had the nerve to rebuke Cal for his negligence of the little boy the first time they had met; she was no better when the provocation was deep enough. ‘I have to go,’ she told Daniel abruptly.

‘Dinner, tomorrow, eight o’clock, at the Bowling Green Inn,’ he managed to say quickly before she put the receiver down to go to Sam.

The baby was standing in front of the fireplace with a guilty

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