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Law of Attraction
Book: Law of Attraction Read Online Free
Author: Patricia Keyson
Tags: Suspense, Romance, Historical, Literature & Fiction, Historical Romance, romantic suspense, Mystery & Suspense
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isn’t just the money, we’re also a bit worried about you working so closely with Michael. He’s a lovely man. You seem very fond of him and we don’t want you to get hurt again.” Mrs Watson took her daughter’s hand. “When you talk about him you have a sort of wistful look.”
    “I do like him, he’s an excellent boss, but I also know that he wouldn’t give me a second glance. He’s out of my league, I told you. And what’s that saying? Once bitten, twice shy.”
    “And you can deal with your feelings?” Her mother looked anxious.
    “Of course I can. I like him, that’s all.” Kay didn’t want to lie to her parents, but she wasn’t quite sure what her feelings for Michael were , so felt she was telling the truth. All she knew was that she desperately wanted to carry on working for him.
    “In that case your father and I think it will be a wonderful new start for you after what happened…”

Chapter Three
    “What a perfect end to an eventful week,” burst out Michael when Kay rushed to tell him the news she would be moving to Blayton after all. He bent his head towards her and planted a kiss on her cheek. “I’m not going to apologise,” he grinned, “I couldn’t help myself. Kay, you have no idea how much this means to me.”
    Kay didn’t know what to say so she kept quiet, but returned Michael’s smile.
    “I think we should celebrate,” he continued. “Will you have dinner with me tonight?” With shining eyes, Kay nodded. “I’ll pick you up at seven thirty, if that’s all right.”
    The day seemed interminably long to Kay even though she was in and out of Michael’s office taking dictation, on the telephone answering calls from clients and showing Betty how to work the duplicating machine.
    “You’re being awfully kind, Kay,” said Betty. “I expect you’ll be going to Blayton with Mr Michael, won’t you?”
    “Yes, Betty, I will,” replied Kay trying to keep the excitement out of her voice. “I’m sure you’ll have no difficulty in getting a new job locally once this office closes. Everyone here likes you and you pick things up quickly.”
    “Because you’re patient with me. I’ll miss you, Kay.”
    * * *
    On the dot of seven thirty that evening Mrs Watson checked her hair in the hall mirror before answering the door to Michael. “Good evening. How nice to see you again. Come in, please.”
    Kay was in the hallway with her jacket on ready to go, but Michael seemed to be in no rush to leave. He followed Mrs Watson through to the sitting room and shook hands with Mr Watson.
    “I know Kay will be in safe hands with you, Michael,” he said, “but she’s still our daughter and I’d like you to get her home in good time this evening.”
    Kay could feel her stomach contracting as she listened to her father issuing orders to her boss.
    “I was planning on driving to Blayton for our meal, sir,” replied Michael not looking put out in the least. “In which case, I can’t promise what time we’ll be back, but I can assure you I will look after Kay. She means a lot to me as well.”
    Glancing quickly at her mother, Kay could see a worried look pass over her face. The sooner she was working in Blayton the better, she decided.
    * * *
    It was wonderful to be beside Michael in his very modern Austin sports car. The evening was a little chilly, but Kay had agreed that it would be fun to drive with the top down and had tied a scarf around her hair so that she didn’t look like the wreck of the Hesperus when they arrived at the restaurant.
    “I like your car. It’s a lovely colour,” Kay said touching the paintwork on the inside of the door.
    “The colour’s speedwell blue,” Michael said turning briefly to look at her.
    She couldn’t help comparing the colour of the car with his eyes which were a much stronger colour, deeper and more intense. “We don’t have a car, but we’ve borrowed one from a friend a few times to go on holiday. Dad can drive, but I think he
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