But there’d never been a face attached to the strapping hunk that would sweep me off my imaginary feet. And even if the Milk Tray man did burst through my bedroom window, I’d probably snatch the chocolates out of his hands before giving him his marching orders. Falling in love meant risking losing someone, and I was terrified of feeling that all over again. So I vowed to keep potential aggravation at arm’s length for the time being.Instead, I threw all my attention towards my dressmaking, and more urgently, trying to find the money to buy Fabien’s from Margaret. Steven had done a wonderful job making a success of your business and now had a staff of five. I still owned your half, and when I told him about Margaret’s offer, he thought I’d be mad to turn her down. He also suggested he could give me the extra capital I needed if he bought me out.In theory, it was the perfect solution, but I still needed to think about it. You’d invested so many hours in building it from scratch so giving up your share was another way I’d be letting you go.
