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ran his hands through his hair. Went to adjust the knot of his tie before remembering that he’d already removed it.
‘Which is?’ he said, eventually folding his arms across his chest and hoping he sounded calmer than he felt.
‘I’ve heard that you’re arrogant and presumptuous.’
What?
Jack frowned as Imogen paused and raised her eyebrows, evidently waiting for some kind of response. What was she expecting him to do? Apologise? Deny it? Or confirm she was right?
‘Oh, please don’t hold back on my account,’ he said dryly, having no intention of doing any of that and deciding to see what else she threw at him before responding.
She smiled a smile that didn’t reach her eyes. ‘I wasn’t going to.’
‘Then do continue.’
‘I’ve also heard that you’re callous, cold and emotionally bankrupt.’
Jack kept a neutral expression fixed to his face but behind it he was reeling. Forget knife in the singular. Imogen was attacking him with an entire kitchen drawer full of the things, and to his surprise her accusations stung.
Being called arrogant and presumptuous he could just about deal with. There might even have been a smidgeon of truth in the charges, although he’d have preferred ‘confident’ and ‘spotting an opportunity and taking it’.
But callous, cold and emotionally bankrupt? That was going too far. He wasn’t either callous or cold. And so what if he kept his emotions to himself? Not everyone liked flaunting them left, right and centre.
‘I didn’t realise dinner called for much emotional depth,’ he said, his voice not betraying a hint of what he was thinking.
‘I doubt anything you do calls for much emotional depth,’ she said with faint amusement that did nothing to soften what sounded rather like an insult.
And where had she got this stuff from anyway? ‘You don’t even know me.’
‘I know men like you.’
‘Men like me?’ The idea he was a type was oddly distasteful. And wrong.
‘OK,’ she conceded. ‘Men with your reputation.’
Jack went still. ‘That’s what you’re basing your accusations on?’ he said deceptively mildly. ‘Gossip, rumour and hearsay?’
She shrugged. ‘It’s as good a place to start as any.’
No, it wasn’t. He wasn’t nearly as notorious as his reputation liked to make out. Not that he’d ever done anything to contradict it. Most of the time it suited him to have people—women especially—think the worst of him. Then unattainable expectations were less likely to arise. On either side.
Now, however, having people—Imogen—think the worst of him didn’t seem appealing at all.
‘You seem to have judged me exceptionally quickly,’ he said, unaccountably irritated by the notion because it had never bothered him before.
Imogen bit her lip and frowned. ‘Possibly. But I do have grounds.’
Oh, this he’d love to hear. ‘Which are?’
‘Amanda Hobbs, for one thing.’
Amanda Hobbs? He frowned as he racked his memory. Oh, yes. ‘What about her?’
‘You broke her heart.’
‘Did I?’ he said, knowing perfectly well he hadn’t because he never let things ever get to the stage where hearts became involved.
Her jaw dropped and she stared at him. ‘You mean you don’t know ?’
‘I mean I really don’t know.’
Imogen spluttered in outrage, her grip on her control clearly unravelling. ‘I can’t believe you could be so callous as to not even acknowledge what you did.’
As far as he was aware he had nothing to acknowledge, but Imogen’s outrage and the way it made her eyes flash was utterly absorbing, and besides he was intrigued by what fresh rumours the mill had been grinding. ‘So enlighten me.’
‘Are there really so many women you can’t remember them?’ she said scathingly.
Not nearly as many as rumour would have it. But she didn’t need to know that right now, so Jack merely shrugged and smiled in a ‘what can I say?’ kind of way, which made her eyes flash even more.
‘OK, fine,’ she said, nodding and pushing