Written In Stone by Smith Jennifer

Author:Smith, Jennifer [Smith, Jennifer]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Published: 2013-10-03T21:00:00+00:00

Angie wanted to throw herself into the man's arms, right then and there. She wanted to be wanton and lustful, tell him in plain terms exactly what she wanted him to do to her body, exactly what she wanted to do to him. Instead, she drew a deep breath and exhaled, her tongue flicking over her lips. "Have you always lived here, Mr. Stone, or have you been able to live abroad as well? My brother and his wife live in America. Have you ever been there?"

Gavin took a breath and gently laid her hand in her lap, resettling himself in the seat. "No, Mrs. Elliott," he answered, "I've not sailed to the New World as of yet, but I have traveled all over Europe. I summer in Italy quite often; my family owns a villa there. And of course, I've often visited France and Spain."

"I've been to none of those places," Angela said. "I've wanted to go. Jonathan, my husband, and I planned on making a trip across Europe one day, but we never managed to do it before he," she cleared her throat, "he passed away."

"Perhaps you will still be able to make such a trip one day."

"Perhaps," Angie said noncommittally.

The coach came to a stop, and Gavin opened the door, waiting while the coachman brought the wheelchair around. Gavin lifted Angela down to her chair and began pushing her toward the house.

"Oh, it's lovely," Angela gasped. The house was ablaze with candles as guests were arriving. Once inside, Angela gasped again at the luxurious surroundings. Even the grand ballroom at the hotel wasn't this elegant, or as splendidly furnished. "It must have been wonderful to grow up in such a place."

"I guess," he shrugged, "like all children, one doesn't think much about where one lives when you've grown up with it all your life."

"I suppose," Angie conceded.

Just then, a couple approached them, both of them grinning broadly. "Gavin, you've arrived at last." The woman beamed at him and he kissed both of her cheeks.

"Mother, Father, may I present Mrs. Angela Elliott. Angela, my parents, Gavin and Matilda Stone."

"I am so happy to meet you," Angela said with a smile.

"We are happy to meet you as well," Gavin's mother said, leaning over and kissing both of Angie's cheeks. "And no one calls me Matilda, it's Mattie, please."

"And no one calls me Angela." Angie looked at Gavin. "Please, call me Angie."

"Angie." Gavin's father kissed her cheeks as well. "Everyone calls me Gav. That started after our son was born so we would know which one of us people were addressing. Two of us having the same name in the same house can get confusing, but my father was also a Gavin and somehow, it's become tradition."

"You have a lovely home. Thank you for inviting me," Angie told them both.

"You are more than welcome. Have a wonderful time this evening. You too, my boy," Mattie said, patting Gavin's cheek with one gloved hand.

"Yes, mother." He gave her a crooked grin then pushed her wheelchair across the floor to a table just large enough for two.

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