Isn’t This What You Wanted?

Kira closed the door with one hand while carefully balancing a fruit platter with the other. She turned on the smile. ‘Elsie has asked me to bring you dessert.’ No one could say no to dessert, right? ‘No, I don’t want it.’ Kira’s smile vanished as Austyn’s curt response deflated her. Why was the man so cold? Unwilling to admit defeat just yet, Kira set down the large plate on the desk, careful not to touch any of his papers. ‘An apple a day keeps the doctor away. A fruit platter a day keeps all diseases at bay. Kiwi, for example, is rich in vitamin C and dietary fibres. It’ll do you a world of good. Go ahead, try some.’ Austyn studied his young wife. She was looking at him with those large, round, beseeching eyes again. Those damned eyes. Saying no to her would be like saying no to Bambi. ‘Bring it here,’ he rapped the desk with his pen. Kira didn’t need to be told twice. She immediately stepped around the desk to stand next to his chair, bringing the platter with her. Picking up a sli