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‘You’ve changed, you know, Rachel,’ he said at last.

‘Oh, dear,’ she said, ‘that sounds ominous. Although I suppose it’s inevitable, really, after all this time, that one would look older…’

‘I wasn’t talking about looking older.’

‘Well, I’m sorry I’m no longer pretty,’ she said with a short laugh.

‘You’re beautiful,’ he said softly, and suddenly she realised he was right behind her, so close that if she moved as much as an inch they would be touching. She froze.

‘Your hair,’ he went on, ‘it’s lovely. You used to wear it shorter, but I like it long like that.’

She sensed rather than saw him reach out his hand, then was aware that he was touching her hair. This wasn’t happening, she told herself; she couldn’t let this happen—it had taken her months, no, years to get over him the last time, if she ever had. She simply couldn’t let it happen again. She moved away from him on the pretext of taking the sugar bowl from the cupboard above the worktops. Stretching up, she opened the cupboard doors, and it was then that she felt his arms go round her.