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“Lucy, you haven’t kissed me good-morning.”
ОглавлениеAs if he’d uttered an obscenity, every one of the men was staring at him. “Why would she do that?” the bald one blurted.
“She’s my wife,” Troy announced with a bland smile. “Who else would she kiss good-morning?”
For a wild moment he thought Lucy was going to dump the coffeepot and its contents over his head. “We’re separated,” she said. “We’re going to get a divorce.”
“So is that your decision?”
Her eyes blazed into his. “Yes.”
“Ah…in that case you won’t mind if I hang around for a few days. Obviously, if you’re going to divorce me, my presence shouldn’t matter to you one way or the other.”
“You ought to be down on your knees giving thanks that this is a coffeepot and not a carving knife,” she grated.
“Stop being insufferable, Troy, and go back to Vancouver.”