and, with a strange feeling of having irrevocably committed herself, she put hers into it.
It was the first time he had touched her and, as his strong fingers closed around her slender ones, every nerve in her body responded to that touch and her heart lurched crazily.
Even when his grip loosened, it was a moment or two before she was able to withdraw her hand.
Turning to David, he said, ‘Thank you for your time and for loaning me Miss Jordan. If you would like to come to Venice yourself and take a look at the paintings, you’re welcome to stay at Ca’ Fortuna.’
David murmured his thanks and the two men shook hands cordially.
The Marquise rose to her feet and held out her hand with a forced smile, ‘Thank you, and goodbye.’
Taking her proffered hand, David bowed over it. ‘May I wish you a pleasant journey home.’
Turning to Sophia, the Marquise said stiffly, ‘I’ll see you in Venice, Signorina Jordan.’
As David opened the door to escort them back to the gallery, his phone started to ring. Excusing himself, he went back to answer it, leaving Sophia to show them out.
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