Authors: Kim Lawrence
‘When you get to know my mother better you’ll appreciate that subtlety doesn’t work. Trust me on this one,’ he advised her with a wry smile. ‘Come and sit over here.’ He drew her over to one of the benches that lined the finishing area.
‘I want you to have no doubts about Jessica,’ he said gravely, his eyes examining her face with so much tenderness that Anna felt as if her heart would explode with pure joy.
‘The only reason we lasted as long as we did,’ he continued, ‘was that we never did discover anything about each other. Our relationship was always superficial and selfish—mutually so,’ he confessed. ‘I’d given up on love a long time before. Ben had been the lucky one. I’d come to the conclusion he and Tess were exceptions.
‘Then you came along and turned my whole world upside down. I was lost the first time I laid eyes on you, Anna. Every objection I tried to place between me and the way I felt kept disintegrating the more I saw of you, the more I got to know you.
‘I thought Jessica genuinely cared about me. I didn’t want to humiliate her. I was confidently expecting her to be ready to throw in the towel when things were obviously going wrong. The weekend was meant to push things in the right direction. Jessica is fond of her creature comforts.’
‘That’s despicable!’ Anna told him solemnly. ‘Not to mention devious.’ Happiness was spiralling out of control in her heart.
‘Thank you,’ he said, outrageously. ‘It was frustrating to find all that forward planning had gone to waste.
Then, not long afterwards, I learnt from a few things she let slip that she was
very
interested in my financial affairs. After that things fell into place.’ He gave a cynical smile. ‘It was easy to say goodbye in the end.’
‘Why didn’t you tell me about the money?’
‘I suppose you want me to give everything away to a shelter for three-legged, agoraphobic gerbils from broken homes?’ He teased a smile from her suddenly solemn face. ‘To be honest, Anna, I don’t dwell too much on my great expectations. I may not be in my step-father’s league but I’m financially stable. Gerald was a great guy, but I’ve not got the same taste for ostentation that he had.’
‘Were you worried I was a gold-digger too?’
‘Is that what’s bothering you?’ He laughed incredulously. ‘Listen here, Anna,’ he said, taking her face between his hands and pressing his nose up to hers. ‘You’ve really got the most amazing eyes I’ve ever… What was I saying?’ he asked vaguely, his eyes sinking to her mouth. ‘Your avaricious soul, wasn’t it? Can we be serious for one moment here, darling? You’re the most unworldly creature ever to draw breath. You’re not going to tell me you’ve got some idealistic objection to marrying a rich man?’
‘And if I did?’ she said, catching the tip of her tongue between her teeth. ‘Would you give it all away?’
He caught the twinkle in her eyes as she relaxed and gave in to the temptation of her slightly parted lips. ‘I can see you’re one of those women who want to change a man.’
‘You’re not perfect,’ she told him, ‘but the thing is I sort of like you like that.’ She never had been very good at hiding her feelings, and it was such a relief to be able to let her love shine forth. ‘It’s been the most miserable two weeks of my life, Adam,’ she told him frankly. ‘Can you think of any therapy to help me recover from the trauma?’
Adam rose to the challenge.
‘Wow!’ she said, gasping for air as he lifted his head a few minutes later.
‘Wow!’ he teased, running a finger along the curve of her jaw and nuzzling the pulse-point at the base of her throat.
‘Did you hire this outfit?’
He nodded and looked puzzled.
‘You’ve lost your mind.’
‘That happened weeks ago,’ he explained. ‘I’ve got used to the idea now.’
ISBN: 978-1-4603-1134-9
WILD AND WILLING!
First North American Publication 2000.
Copyright © 1997 by Kim Lawrence.
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