Sara avoided his piercing green gaze as she concentrated on breaking open a piece of the crispy bread. "I’m not really one for post-mortems, are you?" she dismissed lightly. "We had fun together. Let’s just leave it at that."

Simon looked across at her. "Can we do that?"

She gave him a startled look. "Sorry…?"

Simon leant his elbows on the breakfast bar and continued to stare across at her. "Yeah, can we?"

Sara moistened suddenly dry lips and gave up all pretense of putting food on ...