Page 308 - Bridget Jones's Diary - by Helen FIELDING

Darcy, as well as being rocky smart.

'How come he came back to England?'

'Well, sorry to use a cliché, but I discovered his Achilles' heel.'

'What?'

'Don't say 'what,' Bridget, say 'pardon,' he said, and I giggled. 'I realized that,
although your mother is the most impossible woman in the world, Julio loves
her. He really loves her.'

Bloody Mum, I thought. How come she gets to be the irresistible sex goddess?
Maybe I should go to Color Me Beautiful after all.

'So what did you do?' I said, sitting on my hands to stop myself shouting
'What about me? me? Why doesn't anyone love me?'

'I simply told him that she was spending Christmas with your dad, and, I'm
afraid, that they'd be sleeping in the same bed. I just had a feeling he was crazy
enough, and stupid enough, to attempt to, er, undermine those plans.'

'How did you know?'

'A hunch. It kind of goes with the job.' God, he's cool.

'But it was so kind of you, taking time off work and everything. 'Why did you

bother doing all this?'

'Bridget,' he said. 'Isn't it rather obvious?'

Oh my God.

When we got upstairs it turned out he had taken a suite. It was fantastic, v.
posh and bloody good fun and we played with all the guest features and had