He touches her rather a lot lately, she’s noticed.
Nothing improper, naturally; Ian is not an improper man. A light squeeze to her shoulder, in comfort or support, or a hand at her elbow, pulling her back from danger. That’s all it is. Companionable touches. Friendly support. They’re just friends.
Now she’s just being silly. Ian wouldn’t do anything of the sort. So if his hands sometimes feel a little more than friendly on her shoulder, she is imagining it, she must be.
Barbara Wright is a sensible woman. She will not see what isn’t there.
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