His Christmas Eve Proposal. Кэрол Мортимер

expect it,’ she explained.

      ‘I’ve already said it’s fine, Rosie,’ Hawk drawled. ‘I still have to shop for gifts, anyway. One more to add to the list now,’ he added pointedly.

      Rosie gave him a startled glance. Surely he didn’t mean her…?

      ‘Please don’t bother on my account,’ she told him hastily.

      She’d brought some cash with her, which she had changed into Canadian dollars at the airport, but those funds were limited, and certainly wouldn’t last very long if she had to go out and buy Christmas presents for Joshua Hawkley and his family. She’d had no choice but to use her credit card when she booked her air ticket, but was loath to use it now. Canada was a big country, but paying with her credit card would certainly give away her location to anyone unprincipled enough—determined enough—to use that method to track her down.

      Her caution would probably seem a little dramatic to anyone else, but she had come to know only too well the ruthlessness of her pursuer…

      In the last few minutes Hawk had watched all the different emotions as they’d flickered across the beauty of Rosie’s face. Emotions too fleeting for him to be able to fully comprehend. But he had registered her slight panic at his mention of buying Christmas presents. What was this woman hiding? Hawk wondered frowningly, as he continued to watch her anxious features.

      Because he was pretty sure from the way she avoided answering his direct questions that she was hiding something…