not Dad. It’s some blond bloke.’
Disappointment drooped Cathy’s shoulders and Etta moved forward and pulled her into a quick hug, her heart aching even as relief surged through her.
Cathy stepped back. ‘We’d better open the door. Whoever it is he looks familiar. Good-looking for his age.’
Etta peeped through the spyhole and blinked. Blinked again in case of hallucination. But Gabriel Derwent remained in her line of vision. Casually dressed in jeans and a long-sleeved sweatshirt, he still exuded an energy that sent her pulse-rate up a notch. Be that as it may, she couldn’t leave him standing on Steph’s doorstep.
She pulled the door open and bit back a protest as he stepped forward and closed the door behind him.
‘What...?’
‘Apologies for the unannounced visit. There’s been a development.’
‘I don’t understand,’ Etta said, as foreboding prickled her skin. Surely things couldn’t get any worse. Could they? ‘What sort of a development?’
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