It took all her willpower to keep her smile in place and not look as if she’d just been kicked in the gut. But Cassandra did it. Hey, something to be proud of.
“Well, then…” She took a breath, still smiling, dammit, and looked around. “I guess we should go in and join the dinner party. I’m sure our presence will help my father’s digestion.”
And the sooner she took him into the dining room, the sooner she could get a sudden migraine and have to go lie down. Looking forward to that, Cassandra turned toward the door.
She didn’t make a single step before Nathaniel grabbed her hands and drew her back.
Gasping, she started to pull away. Then realized she was exactly where she wanted to be and stopped, sliding closer to him with a challenging look instead.
“Yes?” she asked in a long, slow dr
