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“Don’t tell me he called you. What a prize fucking prick.”

“Watch your mouth,” she said, and I shot her the finger.

I smiled and so did she.

“I’m not talking to him,” I said. “He can piss off.”

“He said he’s been calling for a week.”

“No,” I said. “Hisofficehas been calling for a week. Him, no.Hecalled once. Earlier. I was busy.”

“Semantics. He’s been calling for a week.”

“I don’t give a shit what he’s got to say. I’m not interested in any little non-family get-togethers. I’m not interested in Verity’s new fucking show pony. I’m not interested in how wonderful his wonderful life is.” I tossed my phone from my pocket to illustrate my point. “I really don’t care. I want none of it.”

“He’s your dad…”

“He’s mysperm donor. Nothing more.”

She pulled a face. “That’s horrible, Katie.”

“He’shorrible.”

“He’s still your father.” She grabbed my phone, held it out to me. “Call him.”

I shook my head. “No fucking chance.”

“You should call him. He wants to speak with you about something.”

“I couldn’t care less what he wants.”

“You will,” she said. “Call him.”

I took the phone but made no move to dial. “Why will I?”

Mum ran her hands through her hair, and it curled at the ends in the exact same way mine does. We could have been sisters. People often said so. “Ask him!”

“You tell me,” I insisted. “What does he want?”

She sighed. “He has an opportunity for you.”

“Then I’m really not interested in calling,” I laughed. “I don’t need hisopportunity.”

“This is different,” she said. “You need to consider this one.”

“I don’t need to consider anything from him.” The promise of three grand a month held me in warm arms. “I can sort my own shit out.”

She leaned against the table and took a breath. “Harrison Gables.”

The name stole my breath. I gawped for long seconds. “What about Harrison Gables?”

Harrison Gables was the best horse whisperer in the whole universe. He’s the best of the best. The guy works miracles. He works with the wild horses on the cowboy plains in the US, and he’s known worldwide. I’d give anything to meet him, but he rarely indulges an audience.

My heart fell before she’d even finished the words. “Verity is going…”

I should have known. Of course Verity would be going. Princess Verity could do anything, have anything, go anywhere. Of course Princess Verity would want to go and meet Harrison Gables, not least becauseIwanted to go and meet Harrison Gables. I couldn’t hide the resentment from my voice. “Why tell me that? That’s so fucking unfair.”

She shook her head. “No! That’s the thing! He wants to sendyou.”

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