parents?â
Abby blew out an exasperated breath. âNo,â she said shortly. âNeither of them are at theâapartment.â She deliberately used the alternative term. âTheyâre staying here.â
âThey are?â For the first time her fiancé sounded less sure of himself. Then, almost as an afterthought, âSo, how is Edward? Have you found out what happened?â
âI know what happened,â said Abby, trying not to be impatient. âA drunk driver slammed into his car. He was lucky he was hit on the nearside and that he wasnât carrying any passengers. He could have been killed.â
âWell, he evidently wasnât very badly hurt if theyâve discharged him from hospital already,â said Ross practically. âI thought as much. So when are you coming home?â
Until that moment Abby had been thinking about going home. Sheâd all but abandoned any thought of taking what Edward had said seriously, and, although she was worried about the problems he and Lauren were having, sheâd had no intention of interfering in their lives.
But Rossâs casual assumption that if Edward wasnât in any danger sheâd be catching the next flight back to London caught her on the raw. He might show some concern for the man he was planning to make his brother-in-law. His annoying habit of always having to be right infuriated her.
âI donât know,â she said now, deciding it served him right for being so unfeeling. âI may stay on for a few days.â
âBut why?â Ross seemed insensible to the fact that he was treading on dangerous ground. âSurely he doesnât need you to hold his hand. Heâs got a wife, Abby. I doubt if she appreciates you turning up out of the blue.â
âI didnât come here because of Lauren,â retorted his fiancéetersely. âYou donât seem to realise the emotional stress an accident can cause.â
But as she said the words Abby wondered who she was kidding. For heavenâs sake, if Edward was stressed it wasnât because of the accident. She knew that.
âOh, right.â Ross sounded irritated now. âIâd forgotten what a sensitive flower Edward is.â He made a sound of derision. âGet real, Abby. Edward doesnât need you. Heâs just using this to get back at me. I bet it really ticked him off when you told him we were engaged.â
âIs that what you really think?â Abby was appalled at his hostility. âFor heavenâs sake, Ross, I didnât ring you to get a lecture about my brotherâs character. Heâs had a bad shock, okay? Is it any wonder if he needs some moral support?â
âMoral support!â Ross snorted. âSometimes I wonder about you, I really do. Youâre so easily duped. No wonder Edward can run rings around you. Well, after weâre married things are going to change. Iâm going to let him know he canât come running to you every time he needs a shoulder to cry on.â
Abby caught her breath. âWe may not be getting married at this rate,â she said, wishing sheâd never made this call. âIâve got to go, Ross. Iâll speak to you later.â
âWell, whereâ?â
But Abby didnât wait to hear any more. With a feeling of revulsion she put down the phone, staring at it blindly for a few seconds before getting up and moving away. She was glad he couldnât call her back, she thought tensely. Although he knew Edwardâs number, he didnât know this one. He could be so unpleasant at times. He hadnât even asked her about her journey. He didnât seem to care about anything except when she was going back.
Surely he should sense how she was feeling. Why couldnât he have been sympathetic, understanding? If he had been, sheâd probably have been packing her bags right now. As it was, sheâd committed herself