Bound by a Promise by Diana Palmer

Author:Diana Palmer [Palmer, Diana]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

Seven

“W ell, what did you think of it, Kate?” Cambridge asked when Yama had left the flat envelope from the hotel on the desk and retired to his room.

“The beach, you mean,” she muttered. “It was beautiful.”

“I’m glad you could see it,” he said deliberately, turning away to light a cigarette.

“I wish you wouldn’t be so bitter,” she said timidly.

“Do you?” There was a low, threatening note in his deep voice. He blew out a cloud of smoke and shifted the cigarette in his hand. “I don’t give a damn what you wish, Kate.”

She closed her eyes. “No, sir, I never imagined that you would.”

“Don’t humor me, damn it!” he growled, whirling toward the sound of her voice. “I’ve had just about enough of that kowtowing manner of yours, Miss Priss!”

She bit her lip. “I’d like to go to bed….”

“No doubt you would!” He blew out another cloud of smoke. “But we ‘old men’ have to be humored, didn’t you know?”

Her eyes widened and she stared at him. Surely that mild teasing before she and Yama left hadn’t pricked his hot temper…or had it?

“Mr. Cambridge, I was only teasing,” she said gently.

“Well, for future reference, I don’t like that kind of ‘teasing’!” he said roughly. He turned away and eased himself over to the open French windows, letting the breeze lift his dark hair. “I’m perfectly aware of my age.”

“I’m sorry,” she murmured, feeling a little like a whipped pup.

“Are you?” he asked harshly. “You sound watery, Kate. Are you going to cry? Scolded children usually do.”

She felt the tears, but she wouldn’t give him the satisfaction of hearing her shed them.

“If you’re quite through,” she said with quiet dignity, “I’m going to bed—Sir.”

“Yes, I’m through,” he said coldly. “I’d tell you to get out of my sight, but that would be a joke, wouldn’t it?”

“Oh, please don’t…!”

“Get out.” He said it with such cold contempt that she felt chill bumps rising on her arms, and she’d have given anything to take back those teasing words.

She turned. “Good night, Garet.”

But he didn’t even answer.

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