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There’s nothing wrong with life that a little ice cream won’t fix.

—Rosie’s Diary

ELLE should have seen that coming.

‘Didn’t you hear me?’ she said. ‘I work on Saturdays.’

‘Not until the evening and the garden party will be over by six. There’s going to be a concert in the grounds in the evening,’ he added, in case she needed convincing. ‘I promise you it’ll be more fun than waiting tables.’

‘Really? On my feet all day dishing out ice cream to fractious children? Irritable adults. Nobody with the right change. Can you positively guarantee that?’

He grinned without warning. ‘You’re weakening, I can tell.’

It was hard not to grin right back at his cheek, but she made an effort.

‘I’m not, but even if I was beginning to crack, we have another problem. I haven’t a clue how to work one of those ice cream machines.’

‘It’s not rocket science. I’ll show you.’

‘You?’

Her heart gave a little flutter. She hadn’t anticipated that he would stick around to help and she was almost tempted.

‘Who do you think was filling the cones at my niece’s party while Basil was chatting up all the yummy mummies?’

She rather suspected that the yummy mummies were lining up to flirt with Sean, and she was equally sure that he would have been flirting back.

‘Well, there you are,’ she said, trying not to care about the fact that she was simply one in a long, meaningless line of women who had been suckered by that smile. Reminding herself that he was already spoken for by the cool blonde from the restaurant. ‘Problem solved.’ He knew how the equipment worked and a smile, a body like that, would be very good for business. ‘If you think it’s such fun, then Rosie is all yours.’ She offered him the diary and the keys. ‘Have a lovely day.’

He grinned. ‘There’s no doubt about it. You and Basil are definitely kin.’