'So you haven't accepted him yet?' 'I'll give him my answer tomorrow.' 'But you're going to move in with him?' 'That's what he wants.' Tom pursed his lips as he studied her. 'What are you planning? I can tell you've got something cooking.' 'It's none of your business.' Accepting the rebuff, Tom changed the subject, 'Dee didn't give me a moment to relax yesterday. This modelling lark is harder work than I expected.' 'Any work is hard to you,' she answered. At that moment Chantal walked by, accompanied by a plump little man with a bald head. She gave them a formal smile and said 'Bonjour,' but the husband gave Tom a shrewd, knowing look from close-set eyes. 'There goes one husband who's not the last one to know!' Caroline remarked to her brother, as the couple went to a table at the far end of the room. 'It was great while it lasted,' Tom grinned, and Caroline wondered with disgust if Matt would one day say the same.
