When I'm with you

Who am I to you?

He looked at her and gently covered her hand with his. She was startled, but she hesitated, holding on to her hand, quickly turning over what she had just heard in her head.
He smiled, pleased with what was happening.
« I always knew that you and I.... we were made for each other” he said " I've been waiting a long time to tell you this..."
She looked up and, instinctively catching sight of a familiar figure, pulled her hand away in horror. Broome was standing directly behind Sturgess. Her heart was pounding like crazy, and her cheeks were covered in maroon spots.
" Dan!"she said, her voice breaking.
Broome smiled back, courteous and cold. It was as if he'd never told her before that he loved her. Allison swallowed hard and forced a smile back at him.
"Oh, you must be an acquaintance of Ellie's," Sergeant Sturgess said cordially, getting up from his seat.
“Ellie?" Daniel asked, surprised, looking at them both carefully.
"This is Andrew Sturgess, Daniel Broome," Allison muttered, trying to figure out what to do next.
"You can call me Andy," said Sergeant Sturgess, holding out his hand “And you Dan?”
“Broome” he answered.
"Okay," Andy laughed, " Ellie didn't tell me anything about you.
Allison gave him a puzzled look. "What is he saying? Is he crazy?" she thought to herself.
"We only recently met" coldly responded Broome, "perhaps Miss Heywood simply forgot to mention my existence."
Dan glanced at her briefly, then back at Sturgess. It was completely impenetrable, like a robot at an exhibition. Broome's lips were smiling, but his eyes weren't. Allison felt as if she'd been doused with icy water. Dan was the best she'd ever seen.
"Will you sit down?" , asked Andy "Can we get another beer?"
" No, thanks" Broome answered, "don't want to spoil your evening".
" You're not..." Allison beginning.
"I'm sorry, I have to go," Daniel said, nodding slightly. "Miss Heywood, Mr. Sturgess."
"Dan, wait!" Allison exclaimed, jumping up from her seat, but Broome was already out of the room, not listening.
Andrew took her hand again and almost forced her back to the table. Miss Heywood was distraught.
"So what were we talking about?" he asked "Oh, Yes, about you and me..."
She looked at Andy as if she hated him with every fiber of her being. What does he think of himself? What can we be? If it wasn't for Georgie, she would have run three kilometers around him.
She wanted to get up immediately and run after Broome, explain what was going on. But then she will never know what really happened in that ill-fated cottage. She was supposed to help Charlotte and Sidney. Gritting her teeth, Allison reluctantly smiled and looked at Andrew.
"No," she said, " I think we were talking about Mrs. Campion."...

"How the hell did he get here?" Georgie muttered to herself, peeking out from behind the heavy drapery that had recently been hung by Esther's order. Sanditon was preparing for the festival and Denham place was no exception.
Georgie wrung her hands, biting her dry lips nervously. What was happening now in the hall could well change all her plans.
"No, no, no! Just don't go after him! You'll ruin everything! let him go!" she exclaimed in a louder voice, drawing the unwanted attention of the guests in the second room .
"Yes, Yes, good girl! Keep it up! We need to find out what happened!" she muttered again.
"Hey, what are you doing here?" Charlotte's voice came from behind her.
Georgiana whirled around, pulling the curtain back into place.
"Ah ... nothing... I'm waiting for Broome, we agreed to have lunch together, but he's late..." lied to her Georgie.
"Is it?" Charlotte asked, trying to look over Georgiana's shoulder " I saw him a minute ago, I think he was on his way to his room. At least I went upstairs."
" Yes? " Georgie exclaimed in mock surprise " and... What are you doing here?"
"I work at Denham place, remember? Stop making a fool of me!" said Charlotte." What's going on here? Who were you spying on?"
She pushed back the curtain and peered into the restaurant. The blood quickly drained from her face. Charlotte tried to take a step forward,
" Stop! You don't have to go there, " said Miss lamb hastily.
"What? What my sister is doing next to this .. by this... guy? She would never have." she said “Hey! It's you? You made her? What for?"
"She's a grown woman. How can I make her do or not do something?" Georgie answered with a question.
"Don't shirk it!" stop it Charlotte "now tell me what's going on here!"
"Nothing, they just met by chance and decided to chat" ,said Georgie, trying not to look her friend in the eye.
“ PFF... What nonsense" said Charlotte," this simply can not be. After Andy's tricks with his supposedly sick grandmother, she didn't even want to talk to him. Besides, you're obviously here for a reason."
"Well, maybe she changed her mind," muttered Miss lamb.
"Stop it, now!" scolded her Charlotte "why do you think that around idiots? That you can manipulate everyone? What are you trying to achieve?"
"Actually, I did my best for you, or rather for your fiance," Miss lamb retorted, " that amorous guy at the other end of the room, holding your sister's hand, is involved in the investigation of Mrs. Campion's death. And it can be useful to us. Andrew can save Sidney from the prison he's bound to end up in if we sit back."
Charlotte cast an uneasy glance at Allison, who had already extricated herself from Andy's hands and was shrinking back into the sofa, and then looked back at her friend.
"Tell me everything you know!" she said sternly.