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some crazy dream,' she exclaimed. 'I still can't believe it's true. Even though I know I'm sitting here, it seems too fantastic.'
He smiled in return. 'But you have enjoyed it?' he asked interestedly.
She sighed. 'How could I do anything else?' she exclaimed. 'It's been marvellous!'
'Good, I'm glad.' He stubbed out his cigarette. 'Are you ready to go?'
A few minutes later they were back in the Rolls and heading towards the city. Caroline felt unusually depressed. It had all been so unexpected and exciting and now it was all over. The skyscraper structure of the Steinbeck Building was soon in sight and Adam parked the car in its earlier position which was apparently reserved for him.
As soon as the car had stopped, Caroline turned towards him impulsively. 'I can't thank you enough,' she said, sighing. 'I've really had a fabulous lunch and I hope I haven't been too much of a liability.'
He grinned, and rested his arms on the steering wheel. 'Not at all,' he said easily. 'Tell me, would you like to have dinner with me one evening?'
Caroline's cheeks grew scarlet. 'Me?' she exclaimed. 'Why, I. . .are you sure you want to take me?'
He smiled lazily. 'Why else would I ask you? H ow about tomorrow?'
Caroline clasped her hands. Suddenly the day was much brighter. 'Oh, I'd adore it,' she cried.
'Good. I'll pick you up outside your apartment at seven. Is that too early?'
'No, I can manage that,' she answered eagerly. 'I'd better go now.'
'Hold on,' he exclaimed, sliding out from behind the wheel. 'I, too, am going into the building. And I too, am very late.'
'But you won't want to be seen with me,' she protested, and was surprised at the look of annoyance that crossed his face.
'Do you personally object?' he queried quietly.
'Of course not,' she denied swiftly.
'Then don't say that again,' he said curtly, and taking her arm firmly he led her towards the entrance.
It was three-fifteen and Caroline's legs felt like jelly. Her consternation must have shown in her face, because he said:
'Relax, I've told you, you'll be all right.'
She looked up at him and suddenly felt assured. The touch of his fingers on her elbow, the nearness of his strong, powerful body all reassured her and she knew she would always feel safe and secure with him.
They entered the impressive reception hall of the Steinbeck Building and were immediately the cynosure of all eyes. The intimacy of their relationship seemed suddenly blatant for all to see and self-consciously Caroline released herself from his hold.
The hall staff were quite obviously astounded and once they were inside the lift Adam turned thoughtfully to her.
'You were embarrassed,' he said softly. 'Why?'
Caroline shrugged, turning pink. 'I was thinking of you,' she said.
'What about me? That I was very much older than you?' He sounded amused.
'No,' denied Caroline hotly. 'It's just that those porters are such dreadful gossips and the whole building will know we came in together by tea-time.'
'And so?' he prompted. He was leaning against the wall of the lift. It had stopped at the third floor, but he made no attempt to open the gates.
'Well, don't you care?' she asked, aware of a breathlessness about her.
'Should I?' he asked, shrugging his shoulders carelessly. 'What I do is my own affair, surely. Are you sure it isn't yourself who feels upset?'
'Not at all,' exclaimed Caroline. 'Honestly, I quite enjoyed the feeling of being important for once.'
'Then you do still want to have dinner with me, tomorrow?'
Caroline moved her shoulders in a helpless gesture. 'Of course. I'm looking forward to it.'
'Good.' Straightening up, he opened the gates and allowed her to pass through. 'Then I'll see you tomorrow as arranged.' He smiled. 'I trust you have no trouble with Miss Morgan.'
He pressed the button for his floor and the lift went on up. Sighing, Caroline walked along to the typing pool. It was three-thirty.
It really was amazing, thought Caroline later that same afternoon, how
He smiled in return. 'But you have enjoyed it?' he asked interestedly.
She sighed. 'How could I do anything else?' she exclaimed. 'It's been marvellous!'
'Good, I'm glad.' He stubbed out his cigarette. 'Are you ready to go?'
A few minutes later they were back in the Rolls and heading towards the city. Caroline felt unusually depressed. It had all been so unexpected and exciting and now it was all over. The skyscraper structure of the Steinbeck Building was soon in sight and Adam parked the car in its earlier position which was apparently reserved for him.
As soon as the car had stopped, Caroline turned towards him impulsively. 'I can't thank you enough,' she said, sighing. 'I've really had a fabulous lunch and I hope I haven't been too much of a liability.'
He grinned, and rested his arms on the steering wheel. 'Not at all,' he said easily. 'Tell me, would you like to have dinner with me one evening?'
Caroline's cheeks grew scarlet. 'Me?' she exclaimed. 'Why, I. . .are you sure you want to take me?'
He smiled lazily. 'Why else would I ask you? H ow about tomorrow?'
Caroline clasped her hands. Suddenly the day was much brighter. 'Oh, I'd adore it,' she cried.
'Good. I'll pick you up outside your apartment at seven. Is that too early?'
'No, I can manage that,' she answered eagerly. 'I'd better go now.'
'Hold on,' he exclaimed, sliding out from behind the wheel. 'I, too, am going into the building. And I too, am very late.'
'But you won't want to be seen with me,' she protested, and was surprised at the look of annoyance that crossed his face.
'Do you personally object?' he queried quietly.
'Of course not,' she denied swiftly.
'Then don't say that again,' he said curtly, and taking her arm firmly he led her towards the entrance.
It was three-fifteen and Caroline's legs felt like jelly. Her consternation must have shown in her face, because he said:
'Relax, I've told you, you'll be all right.'
She looked up at him and suddenly felt assured. The touch of his fingers on her elbow, the nearness of his strong, powerful body all reassured her and she knew she would always feel safe and secure with him.
They entered the impressive reception hall of the Steinbeck Building and were immediately the cynosure of all eyes. The intimacy of their relationship seemed suddenly blatant for all to see and self-consciously Caroline released herself from his hold.
The hall staff were quite obviously astounded and once they were inside the lift Adam turned thoughtfully to her.
'You were embarrassed,' he said softly. 'Why?'
Caroline shrugged, turning pink. 'I was thinking of you,' she said.
'What about me? That I was very much older than you?' He sounded amused.
'No,' denied Caroline hotly. 'It's just that those porters are such dreadful gossips and the whole building will know we came in together by tea-time.'
'And so?' he prompted. He was leaning against the wall of the lift. It had stopped at the third floor, but he made no attempt to open the gates.
'Well, don't you care?' she asked, aware of a breathlessness about her.
'Should I?' he asked, shrugging his shoulders carelessly. 'What I do is my own affair, surely. Are you sure it isn't yourself who feels upset?'
'Not at all,' exclaimed Caroline. 'Honestly, I quite enjoyed the feeling of being important for once.'
'Then you do still want to have dinner with me, tomorrow?'
Caroline moved her shoulders in a helpless gesture. 'Of course. I'm looking forward to it.'
'Good.' Straightening up, he opened the gates and allowed her to pass through. 'Then I'll see you tomorrow as arranged.' He smiled. 'I trust you have no trouble with Miss Morgan.'
He pressed the button for his floor and the lift went on up. Sighing, Caroline walked along to the typing pool. It was three-thirty.
It really was amazing, thought Caroline later that same afternoon, how
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