Melting The Ice by Amy Leigh Napier

Author:Amy Leigh Napier [Napier, Amy Leigh]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Amy L. Napier
Published: 2013-12-31T00:00:00+00:00

The masseuse finished a few moments later, exiting the room so she could dress. She showered off the massage oil and dressed in hip hugging pink yoga pants and a matching halter top before heading back to the cottage. Everything had been waxed, trimmed, exfoliated and polished but none of it made her feel any better. What did it matter if her skin was soft as silk if no one was touching it, she thought morosely. Cian hadn’t talked to her last night, he hadn’t talked to her this morning when he came back from his run and he hadn’t talked to her when he’d left the cottage shortly thereafter to golf. The cottage was still empty when she arrived. She’d considered several courses of action during her long day of pampering and had decided to pull out all the stops and throw herself on his mercy. She ordered dinner for two from room service, champagne and candles, feeling faintly foolish at the romantic gestures but determined to fix things with Cian. She turned the stereo system to a satellite channel playing soft rock. While she waited for room service she freshened up and dressed in a ruby-red, French-cut lace teddy with push up support and a matching silk robe, dabbing her pulse points with her favorite perfume, Givenchy Indecence. She darkened her eyes with eyeliner and mascara, making them appear bigger and bluer and slicked her lips a glossy red. As a finishing touch, she twisted her hair up on the back of her head in a simple twist that would fall around her shoulders with one deft flick of her wrist. Hopefully, he wouldn’t know what hit him and she could start trying to make amends for her stupidity. Room service arrived a few moments later, setting up at a small table for two while Ava scattered the abundance of white pillar candles around the room and lit them. She tipped the waiter well and checking the time, saw that it was nearing the time Cian would return from his day of golf. She lit more candles in the bathroom, running the deep tub full of steaming water, adding a dab of Sandalwood bath oil before turning on the bubbling Jacuzzi jets. She had no sooner double checked everything and turned out the lights when she heard his key card swipe through the door lock. He stopped abruptly when he saw her leaning against the sofa, watching him with a smile, her blue eyes sparkling. The brief look of indecision on his face was rapidly being replaced with hard anger when Ava spoke.

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