The Millionaire's Christmas Wish. Lucy Gordon

you thinking of that,’ she said, rubbing it into his eyebrows until the natural colour faded.

      ‘When I was a kid I wanted to be an actor,’ he said.

      ‘You never told me that before.’

      ‘I was never trapped under half a ton of gum and whiskers before.’

      She stood back and regarded him.

      ‘You look great,’ she said. ‘Here’s your sack of toys, all labelled. Are you ready?’

      ‘Let’s go!’