The Rules of Engagement. Элли Блейк

him more about her relationship with her dad than even her words had. They’d been close. She missed him still. It was the complete antithesis of the relationship he’d had with his parents, then and now.

      ‘And the pillow fights?’ Dax asked, his voice unusually deep.

      She slowly looked up at him under her long auburn lashes and the revival of the sparkle in her eyes wiped every other thought from his mind. ‘Well, they were way more fun than you could ever imagine. Your turn.’

      Dax was still trying to get his head around the image of Caitlyn bouncing about in her underwear, when he heard himself saying, ‘Grew up here. Still live here. My parents are both gone.’

      Gone. It felt so impersonal. So contrary to the very personal way the event had knocked his values inside out and turned his life upside down.

      ‘I’m sorry to hear that. I—’

      ‘Don’t be. It was a long time ago. I have one sister. Younger. Lauren. A semi-reformed hell-raiser. In fact the reason I was at the club the other night was for her birthday. It didn’t occur to her that turning thirty might call for something more civilised.’

      Caitlyn laughed. ‘Why do I get the feeling I’d like her?’

      Dax shook his head. ‘I’m fairly terrified what might be accomplished if I put the two of you in the same room at the same time.’