CHAPTER FOURTEEN
Vicky looked at the woman standing before her, scanning her delicate features with the hope of a flint of recognition crossing her brain but nothing felt or looked faintly familiar about her. How the hell did she even know Liam? And why would she think Liam ought to have mentioned her to Vicky? This was the first time they were even sitting down together. Her eyes followed her as the woman pushed the bathroom stalls open to ascertain they were alone.
“The duke?” Vicky drawled, her right eyebrow quirked in question.
“Yes and well, you are the woman I know he is seeing. The thing is-“
“Let me stop you right there. I have no idea who you are or what you heard but I’m not seeing the Duke. We are here solely on business,” she pointed out. She’d hate for this st
