First Loves: A Loveswept Contemporary Romance by Stone Jean

Author:Stone, Jean [Stone, Jean]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9780307801760
Publisher: Random House Publishing Group
Published: 2013-03-11T04:00:00+00:00

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Meg and Steven were going to meet in Bermuda for a long weekend, where Steven had a friend with a yacht. The friend was discreet; the friend owed him a favor. Meg was to fly in Thursday evening; Steven had arranged a room for her at the Southampton Princess. He was going to arrive Friday morning; he would meet her there; they would go to the yacht. They would have until Sunday night together; they would be lovers for three days. And she would tell him about the abortion.

On Monday morning jury selection would begin for the state of New York v. Arnold Banks.

On the two-hour flight to the island, Meg’s excitement kept getting interrupted by thoughts of the upcoming trial. She should be home reviewing her opening argument; she should be finalizing her defense. But all she could focus on was Steven, and the three days that lay ahead. Beyond Sunday seemed outside of reality.

The limo pulled up the long, steep drive to the Southampton Princess. Even in the darkness Meg could see that the building was pink—Bermuda-pink, she thought, soft and lovely and romantic.

She went to the registration desk: there was a suite waiting for her, she was told. Their finest.

Their finest suite? Just for her? A spark of hope skipped through her. Was it possible that Steven was there? Was it possible he had come early to surprise her?

The bellman led the way around the curved, sweeping staircase, to the elevators. He was an older gentleman with a warm, friendly smile. Bermuda, Meg thought as the elevator lifted her to paradise, will be forever etched in my memory.

Inside the suite she was stunned by its lavishness. It was decorated in soft yellows and white, with thick butter-colored carpeting and elegant mahogany furnishings. In the center of the living room, on a large glass cocktail table, sat an abundant arrangement of fresh white flowers—lilies, orchids, delphiniums. She quickly snatched the card and read: “To love at its purest. Until tomorrow. Steven.”

She felt a twinge of disappointment—he wasn’t there—then she glanced at the card again: “love at its purest.” She smiled.

She tipped the bellman and said good night, eager to be alone, eager to savor her happiness. She walked over to a huge glass wall of windows and stared out into the night. Beyond the hotel the sea was black, illuminated by the glow of the quarter-moon, dotted with strings of golden lights that climbed the masts of sleeping cruise ships. Tomorrow night she would be out there, somewhere, with Steven. She hugged herself and smiled. He had not come early, and yet his presence was there. And tomorrow night his arms would be around her.

Weary from her long day of waiting, Meg decided to take a leisurely shower. After she was dried and powdered, she slipped into one of her new lace nightgowns, then slid between the cool sheets on the king-size bed. She reached out her arms and tried to feel Steven’s touch. Tomorrow, she thought. Tomorrow I will touch him.

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