She must make herself scarce before the press turned up. Fen was flattered by the fame and adulation, but all her energies were centred on the horses; all she cared about was Billy. You were such a deb’s delight. Don’t worry, I can hop on a plane the minute you go into labour, or if you really think it’ll arrive on the 7th,” he glanced at the diary, “I could fly out late to Antwerp.
Rupert was at a show in the West Country, but he was on to Helen immediately. Then she felt a desperate thud of disappointment. “Come on, it was a joke. ”“I must telephone Tory,” said Jake as they rode out of the ring.
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