The Girl He'd Overlooked by Cathy Williams Read Free Book Online

sure to buy some food?’
    ‘Oh, the fridge at home is stocked to capacity but I didn’t think to make anything for myself.’
    ‘Even though you were up
at five-thirty
? It never crossed your mind that you could pour yourself a bowl of cereal? Grab a slice of toast?’
    ‘When I start working, nothing distracts me. And small point of interest… I don’t eat cereal. Can’t stand the stuff. Just bits of cardboard pretending to be edible and good for you.’
    Jennifer had spent a restless night. This was the last thing she needed and she turned to him coolly.
    ‘This isn’t going to work, James.’
    ‘What?’
    ‘
This!
You strolling over here and making yourself at home!’
    ‘It’s impossible to stroll in this weather.’
    ‘You
know
what I mean! If you think that you need to help, to get the rugs to the outbuildings, then that’s fine, but you can’t just waltz in here for the day. I have things to do!’
    ‘What?’
    ‘I have to clear some cupboards and I have lots of work to catch up on if it turns out that I can’t leave tomorrow as planned!’ She felt his eyes on her as she turned round to pour some eggs into a frying pan.
    ‘It makes sense for us to share the same space, Jen. What’s the point having the heating going full blast in my house when I’m the only person in it?’
    ‘The point is
you won’t be under my feet
!’
    ‘I’m going to be doing some heavy lifting on your behalf today, Jennifer. It’s hardly what I would call
being under your feet.
’
    ‘I’m sorry,’ she muttered with a mutinous set to her mouth. ‘I’m very grateful for the practical help you intend to give me but—’
    ‘Okay. You win, Jennifer. I don’t know why you want to draw battle lines, but if that’s what you’re intent on doing, then I’ll leave you to get on with it.’
    He stood up and Jennifer spun round to look at him. Was this what she really wanted? To make an enemy out of the person who had always been her friend? Because she found it difficult being in the same room as him?
    ‘I don’t want to draw battle lines,’ she said on a heavy sigh. ‘I just don’t want you to… to think that nothing’s changed between us.’ She flicked off the stove and moved to sit at the table. The past was still unfinished business. That clumsy pass had never been discussed and she had carried it with her for four years. The memory of it was still so bitter that it had shaped all her relationships over the past four years, not that there had been many. Two. The first, to a young French lawyer she had met through work, had barely survived three months and, although he had laboured to win her over, she had been hesitant and eventually incapable of giving him the commitment he had wanted.
    Patric had been her soul mate from the start and they had had three years of being friends before they decided to take that step further. It was a relationship that should have worked and yet, try as they had, she had not been able to capture the sizzle, the breathless excitement, the aching anticipation she had felt for James.
    She knew that all of that was just a figment of her imagination. She knew that she had to somehow find it in her to prise herself out of a time warp that had her trapped in her youth, but eventually she and Patric had admitted defeat and had returned, fortunately, to being the close friends they had once been.
    He had laughingly told her that there was no such thing as a friend with benefits. She had told herself that she needed to find a way of blocking James out of her head. She wasn’t an impressionable young girl any more.
    James looked at her in silence.
    ‘I know I… I made that awful pass at you all those years ago. We never talked about it…’
    ‘How could we? You left the country and never looked back.’
    ‘I left the country and then life just became so hectic…’ Jennifer insisted. ‘I suppose to start with,’ she said, conceding an inch but determined to make sure that an