Thunder in Europe (Department Z Book 6) by John Creasey

Author:John Creasey [Creasey, John]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Publisher: Ipso Books
Published: 2015-09-24T04:00:00+00:00

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Hannah was half way down her second glass when there was a knock at the door. She was almost expecting it. Well, if Martine wanted a fight, Hannah wasn’t going to give her the satisfaction. Ignoring the door, she filled up her glass.

But whoever it was didn’t want to give up so easily. Hannah let out a sigh. She could pretend to be as rebellious as she wanted to, but when it came to it, she could no more ignore the front door than stop breathing. What if it was George, or Ross, or someone needing her help? As she walked through the house, she reflected wryly on the last time she had answered the door to someone needing help. That had ended well…

It wasn’t Martine, but Mitchell who stood on the step, and a strange déjà vu swept over her as she recalled almost the same look on his face when she’d first opened the door on Christmas Day.

‘Hannah… I am so sorry!’ he began. She put up a hand to stop him.

‘Forget it – you don’t need to explain. It’s only right you should give it another go with Martine; I just hope I didn’t cock things up for you.’

‘But that’s just it… I wasn’t there to patch things up; I was there to finalise moving out.’

‘So why did Martine pick up the call?’

‘Because that’s what Martine does. She saw it ringing on the table and grabbed it before I had time to stop her.’

‘She blames me for your split.’

‘Yes…’

‘And I don’t blame her for that. I suppose I’d feel the same. So you’re not getting back together?’

‘I don’t love her. Hannah… I know you don’t want to hear this but…’ Mitchell held her in a pained gaze. ‘Oh… what the hell…’

Suddenly, Hannah was in his arms, his lips locked against hers. The moment of shock gave way to a wave of desire that crashed through her. She wanted him… she didn’t care that he was married or screwed up or that she was out on the front doorstep in full view of the lane… she wanted him, and she wanted him right now. Wrapping her arms around him, she guided him into the house, her lips never leaving his, and she heard the sound of the front door slamming as he kicked it shut behind him. He had her up against the wall, passion she could feel burning through his skin, his hands all over her, driving her wild until her thoughts were filled only with the feel of him, the smell and taste of him. This was a bad, bad idea, and she’d live to regret it, but she couldn’t think about that now. In his arms, Hannah was lost.

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