Mother of the Bride by Carole Mortimer

Author:Carole Mortimer [Mortimer, Carole]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781488030109
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 1992-06-30T16:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER SEVEN

ZACK had known exactly what Helen had believed happened between them last night, couldn’t help but be aware of it. And he had let her go on believing it. Why? Was it his cruel, slightly warped sense of humour at work—or something else?

For all that he had joked minutes ago about her becoming violent once she knew the truth about last night, he didn’t seem in any hurry to get away now, shrugging dismissively. ‘When I rang and your father said you had been sick since you got in I thought I had better check that it wasn’t because of any after-effects from last night—’

‘Oh, it is after-effects from last night,’ she nodded grimly, anger starting to build up inside her. How dared he? How dared he? ‘I’ve eaten—or drunk—something that has disagreed with me!’

Zack nodded thoughtfully. ‘I believe you could be right. Your pupil reaction was—’

‘Damn my pupil reaction!’ she cut in forcefully, grey eyes blazing accusingly.

Zack eyed her thoughtfully. ‘Is this my cue to make a run for the door?’

‘It’s your cue to leave the house altogether!’ Helen glowered up at him, throwing back the bedclothes to attempt to struggle out of bed, the cotton nightshirt she wore more than adequate covering. Even if it weren’t, she wasn’t sure that she would particularly care at that moment! ‘You deliberately let me believe—knew that I thought—that I imagined—’

‘Helen,’ he cut in quietly. ‘I did share my bed with you last night,’ he told her with gentle apology for bursting her bubble of indignant anger.

And he did burst it, with just those few words, and Helen sank back down on to the bed. For a few minutes she had dared to hope, to believe. It was true after all, then; she really didn’t remember Zack making love to her the night before.

Zack was watching her closely, his gaze intent. ‘Is that really so awful?’ he prompted softly. And then when she didn’t—couldn’t respond, ‘It won’t affect the divorce, you know,’ he rasped disgustedly at her reaction. ‘We haven’t got to start all over again; one night in the same bed doesn’t constitute a reconciliation.’

She didn’t care about the divorce any more, nor about the extra wait because of Zack’s lack of agreement to September. It really didn’t seem to matter any more, when she loved this man more than life itself.

But she still had her pride where he was concerned. It was all she had left, and she clung to it like a drowning man.

‘In that case,’ she said briskly, ‘it might be best if we both try to forget it ever happened.’

‘Can you forget it?’ His voice was a husky caress.

She couldn’t remember, that was the trouble. But the time they had made love two years ago was forever etched into her memory.

‘Can you, Helen?’ Zack pushed at her lack of reply, his expression tense.

For a moment, a wild, reckless moment, she felt herself mesmerised by those dark, compelling eyes, wanted to tell him how she had never

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