Kapitel 43: Chapter 43

Abruptly he leaned forward, and then he groaned. “Bloody hell! That picture! They promised me they’d exposed the film and that there was no copy. Bleeding liars. You just can’t trust your own mates, Mr Trevalyan.”

I realised I had the page opened to the photograph of him got up in the Betty Grable pose. “Hmm,” I said, keeping my tone noncommittal. It was as good an excuse as any for not meeting his gaze. “Well, just tell me you’re not in the habit of dressing like that?”

“No, sir. I promise you.” He sounded flustered. “It was strictly a one-off.”

“Very good.” I left it at that, not wanting to cause him further embarrassment. “Let’s get down to the matter at hand, shall we?”

“Of course. Er…just one thing, sir? Will I be asked to get myself up like that in the line of work?”

“I shouldn’t think so.” I bit back a smile at his relieved sigh.

It was not proof positive, but I’d never trusted a man who wouldn’t meet my gaze. I forced myself to look into those Jeremy eyes…