Wedding Collection by Abby Green

Author:Abby Green [Monroe, Lucy; Green, Abby; Hewitt, Kate]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781460890646
Publisher: Mills & Boon Special Release
Published: 2013-01-15T00:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER EIGHT

THE following day was a Saturday, and they were going to the polo tournament, and then later to a charity dinner, with Rafael’s business associate Bob and his wife. Isobel was still feeling bruised and hurt by the evidence of how far Rafael was willing to go to control her. Her plan had been a bright glimmer of hope and he’d doused it.

Determined not to let him see how hurt she felt, she put her armour on. She wore a white designer trouser suit, stiletto heels and dark glasses. She was waiting for him at the front door and didn’t turn around when she heard him behind her.

He strode past her and opened the passenger door of the four-wheel drive. Isobel walked over to get in, ignoring Rafael’s helping hand. She thought she heard him sigh impatiently.

He strode around the front of the car, darkly handsome in a charcoal suit, white shirt and slim tie. Her heart clenched despite herself when she noticed that he looked tired, and she fought down the concern that came out of nowhere to grip her. What was wrong with her? she wailed inwardly. If anything, last night should have given her ample reason to hate Rafael. He’d been unbearably snobbish, priggish and controlling.

To have her worst suspicions of him confirmed like this made her feel unaccountably bleak inside, and Isobel didn’t attempt to make conversation on the way to the polo ground. As soon as they got there, Rafael swept her along in his wake to the exclusive VIP area, where they were greeted by uniformed waiters carrying trays of champagne.

A little later Isobel was making polite conversation with Rita. She’d noticed how the woman had glanced nervously at Isobel’s drink and Isobel had winced inwardly, still mortified to know she’d caused a scene of any kind.

The polo match went on in the background, but it was obvious from Rafael’s intense conversation with Bob that this was just a backdrop for more negotiations. Rita chattered inanely about the shopping in Buenos Aires being so much better than in Texas, where they were from, and Isobel tried her best to look interested.

When Rita excused herself to go to the bathroom Isobel breathed a sigh of relief, wondering how much longer this torture was likely to last. She pulled distractedly at her jacket, realising that a tag must still be attached somewhere as something was scratching against her skin.

Just then Rafael’s arm snaked around her waist and he drew her in to his side. He bent his head and said quietly, ‘Stop fidgeting.’

Isobel looked up, and heat flooded her belly when she saw the lazy smile on his mouth and the latent heat in his eyes. She couldn’t believe it. Even now, after his behaviour last night, she still reacted to him. At the last second, before his charisma could suck her under, she reminded herself it was just because they were in public and he was putting on an act. She wished she was immune to it by now.

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