"Has it not occurred to you that perhaps Elizabeth does not want my attentions?" He forced the question past his lips.

A bark of incredulous laughter escaped Robert. "Is that what this is about? You think Elizabeth doesn't want you? Good God Austin, you're either an idiot or you've gone daft. The woman adores you. A blind man could see that."

"You're wrong."

Robert's eyes turned troubled. "You're throwing away happiness with both hands, Austin. I hate to see you do that."

"Your concern has been duly noted. Now, this discussion is over." When it appeared Robert was about to argue, Austin added "Permanently over. Is that understood?"

Robert huffed out a clearly frustrated breath. "Yes."

"Good. I cannot ask you to leave now, but I shall expect you and this houseful of company you brought here to depart by tomorrow afternoon. And until then, you will keep them occupied and out of my way."

Without another word Austin quit the room, resisting an almost violent urge to slam the door.

She was here. In his house.

He didn't want her here. He didn't want to see her.

God help him, how was he going to manage to stay away from her for the next twenty-four hours?

Chapter 20

Late that afternoon, Austin stood alone in his private study, staring out the window, seeing nothing. When a knock sounded on the door, his hands clenched. If it was her-

He cut off the thought. "Come in."

Caroline entered the room. "May I speak with you?"

He forced himself to offer her a smile. "Of course. Please sit down."

"I'd prefer to stand."

He raised his brows at her militant tone. "All right. What did you wish to speak to me about?"