The Spiral Path by Mary Jo Putney

Author:Mary Jo Putney
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Publisher: ePublishing Works!
Published: 2011-05-09T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 25

Rainey stared, chilled, as she felt him pulling away from her emotionally. "I don't understand! It would be different if you were a sex addict who has to boff every woman in sight, but you're not. Isn't what we have good enough for you to keep your pants zipped when we're apart?"

A red double-decker bus pulled up behind them, honking indignantly. Ignoring it, Kenzie said flatly, "You want and deserve more than I have to give, Rainey."

"That's not an answer."

He ignored her words as completely as he ignored the looming bus. "The time together in Devon was good, but it's over. Even in the country, we couldn't keep what we were doing a secret. In London, it will be impossible."

"So that's it? Sex is starting to be a nuisance, so enough already?"

The bus roared around them in a cloud of diesel fumes. "There was an element of therapy in what we were doing. With only a week of shooting left, we should be able to survive without that."

He put the car in gear and pulled into traffic. "Every day we're together will increase the media feeding frenzy, which means more invasions of privacy. It's time to end things, before it gets worse."

"So you're making the decision for both of us."

"Yes." His mouth was hard. "I've damaged you enough. If I'm to live with myself, that has to stop."

"Don't give the little woman a vote. How very arbitrary and Victorian." She stared blindly out the window, thinking that she'd been cheated. She'd been prepared for things to end in a week, but not yet. She wasn't ready.

"John Randall is making me more Victorian every day." He pulled up in front of The Dorchester. "I'm going to be busy the rest of the day with arrangements for Charles's cremation and memorial service. I'll see you on the set tomorrow."

With a uniformed hotel employee approaching, there was no privacy for a good-bye kiss. Though probably Kenzie wouldn't have wanted one. How had they gone so quickly from the emotional intimacy of the night before to this? She felt as if a limb had been severed.

Pride came to her rescue. She'd be damned if she let him see how much she hurt. "You're right, the cost-benefit breaks down in London." She slid on her sunglasses. "The sex was great and sneaking around was good kinky fun, but I don't need more reporters raping my life."

The doorman opened the door and she swung gracefully from the low car, a dazzling movie star smile on her face as she thanked the man for helping her out. Then she sailed into the hotel as confidently as if she hadn't slept in her clothes the night before, and checked in. Yes, Miss Marlowe, your suite is ready, such a pleasure to have you back. Your luggage will arrive later? Very good, Miss Marlowe. Here are your messages.

The manager personally escorted her to her suite, where fresh fruit and flowers waited. With her movie budget tight, she disliked spending so much money on her hotel, but Marcus had insisted.

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