‘Sending you back to Seven Sisters isn’t an option. You need to get checked out now, and you need some rest and a balanced dinner. I’m only a couple of miles away.’ He pauses. The fact that I’m too exhausted to bite his head off mid-speech is working in his favour. ‘I live right behind Kensington Palace,’ he continues, ‘and I have a car outside right now. Please believe me when I say I’m well aware there’s no one you’d rather get in a car with less than me. I know that. But I’m here, and you need to let me help you.’ I roll my head to one side and open my eyes. He’s staring down at me with a
...more
