Sharon Kendrick--The Collector's Edition Volume 1--5 Book Box Set by Sharon Kendrick

Author:Sharon Kendrick [Kendrick, Sharon]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Mills & Boon Special Release
Published: 2012-01-15T00:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER FIVE

IT WAS Lola’s house and it was Lola who theoretically found herself in the most compromising position. She should have been glad of the clanging intrusion of the doorbell.

And yet it was Lola who uttered an anguished little moan at the interruption. For two pins she would have ignored the insistent ringing and just carried on with what they had been about to do.

Kiss.

But Geraint clearly had other ideas.

With admirable composure he let go of her and gently pushed her in the direction of the door.

‘You’d better see who it is,’ he instructed, his voice a sultry whisper.

Still dazed by cruel longing and frustration, Lola stared up at him unseeingly.

‘Or shall I answer it?’ he prompted, frowning as he took in her wide-eyed inability to do anything other than gaze at him longingly.

Lola shook her head, feeling the silken corkscrews of her hair tickle the back of her long neck. ‘I’ll go,’ she told him, and even though her eyes were focused now she found that she couldn’t, just couldn’t look at him.

Not yet, anyway.

‘After all, it is my house,’ she emphasised fiercely as she pulled the heavy front door open.

On the doorstep stood a woman, a stranger, and yet Lola had the oddest sensation that she knew her. Her forehead creased in a frown as she tried to remember. ‘Hello?’ she said questioningly.

‘Hello,’ said the woman in a soft, deep voice, and smiled.

She was tall. Very tall. Close on six feet, Lola guessed, with a scrubbed white face and close-cropped brown hair which had hints of autumnal red in it. But because she was almost painfully thin her height seemed diminished. She looked fragile, almost tiny, and was wearing faded jeans and an old camel-coloured duffle-coat.

There was something compelling about her face. It drew one’s attention to it like a magnet, and yet Lola could not for the life of her work out why, because it was not conventionally beautiful. The mouth was too wide, the jaw too square.

But her eyes were remarkable. In her pale, pinched face they shone out and dominated like two giant beacons.

Amazing eyes, thought Lola. Chameleon eyes. Now green. Now gold. Now brown.

The woman was looking at a spot somewhere behind Lola—almost beseechingly, Lola thought—and then a dark voice poured its way into her thoughts like honey, and she realised that for all of thirty seconds she had completely forgotten about Geraint standing behind her.

You see, she told herself firmly. It can be done! You can forget him!

Geraint stepped forward to stand beside Lola, almost as though he were the host, and Lola found herself wondering what kind of image they presented to an outsider, especially to an outsider with such a nervous, tentative look on her face.

‘Hi,’ Geraint greeted her, in a far kinder voice than he had ever used with her, Lola thought indignantly, and her heart gave a sudden, frightened lurch. ‘You’re Triss Alexander,’ he said slowly, and some distant bell of recognition rang in Lola’s mind.

The amazing chameleon eyes softened.

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