"You know I've wanted you for years, Fred." She took another step back, running her hands through her hair in exasperation. "I'm not stupid enough to screw things up by shagging someone who doesn't mean anything to me!" Talking, in Verity's eyes, meant nothing. Actions were everything. She wasn't the type of girl who needed a bloke to tell her he loved her and she wasn't the type of girl who thought that promising not to cheat meant anything. If you were going to breach the trust of a relationship by going astray, breaking a promise didn't mean anything.