Emma was a little uncomfortable with the look Bletchley gave her. Make that quite uncomfortable. She knew men considered her pretty, and she was used to getting attention from men, but most of the time, she didn't feel as if she were standing naked in front of them.
She smiled at his joke, knowing she was supposed to, and she let her eyes twinkle at him slightly.
But that he would so easily decide to take her on surprised her, and she couldn't hide her relief at finally getting a chance to make some desperately needed money. 'Oh, thank you!' she breathed, the look in her eyes a mix of gratefulness and relief. 'I won't let you down!' How could she? This job was going to be a piece of cake for someone with a mind like hers.