The Playboy King's Wife by Emma Darcy

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

Vulnerable! Tommy stood in a shocked daze as that word—his mother’s word for Samantha—drummed through his mind. He hadn’t believed it. He’d scorned the very idea of Samantha Connelly having any soft underbelly to be ripped open...revealing such naked hurting.

He’d been wrong.

All these years he’d been wrong.

She’d been fighting to win his admiration, wanting approval, appreciation, and he’d seen it as—he shook his head—everything else but that...turning to other women to get what she didn’t give...only it was never enough because he wanted it from her.

Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned... The jibes about his affairs...they were understandable if she wanted him and thought he didn’t see her as good enough. Had she wanted him all along? Had they both trodden a path of misconceptions about each other?

Her eyes filling up with tears...

She’d never cried...too strong, too proud, too gritty to show any womanly weakness. But today had been different. Tonight had been different. And be damned if he was going to lose that difference now!

Gripped by the need to act, Tommy set his glass on the bar table and headed straight for the exit, determined on following Samantha, catching her, straightening things out between them. He was waylaid, his arm clutched, with a drunken Janice Findlay swinging on it, lurching around to face him and grab a handful of his shirt.

“Hold it, lover!” she slurred, leering at him as she added, “You and I need to talk.”

“Not now!” he clipped out, trying to pluck her hand away without offensive force.

She dug her nails into the fabric and snarled, “Don’t think you can throw me off, Tommy King.”

She was dangerously drunk, he belatedly recognised, and cast a quick glance around for Greg, hoping for handy assistance in disentangling himself.

“Hot to hump Sam Connelly, aren’t you?” Janice taunted. “But she’s given you the slip and I’ve got you. Been waiting all night for this.”

No Greg in sight, but he caught Jared’s eye and aimed a frown towards Janice, indicating a problem. Taking a deep breath and telling himself to calm his sense of urgency, he met his ex-playmate’s venom with as much reasonableness as he could muster.

Stroking the grasping hand to relax the grip she had on him, he spoke in a gentler tone. “What is it you want, Janice? You know it’s over between us. Holding me like this won’t lead anywhere. What more is there to say?”

“Think you can get off scot-free, don’t you?” she jeered. “One of the great Kings of the Kimberly.” She released his shirt to throw off the touch of his hand in a gesture of contempt. “You’re going to pay for the pleasure you took with me. I’ll make your name dirt if you don’t.”

“I hope you’ll think better of that in the morning, Janice. In the meantime...”

“Ah, there you are...” Jared smoothly scooped her aside, a strong, purposeful ann around her waist. “...Greg was worried you might get lost going to the loo. I said Christabel would accompany you, make sure...”

Tommy didn’t hear the rest.

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