Black Widow Bride by Tessa Radley

Author:Tessa Radley [Radley, Tessa]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Category
Publisher: Silhouette
Published: 2007-05-09T23:00:00+00:00

Six

H ours later Rebecca still couldn’t believe that she hadn’t told Damon to go to blazes. Instead she’d retreated into a dazed silence, illicit excitement fluttering deep inside her belly. On the way home, Rebecca sank back into the rich butter-coloured leather seat and closed her eyes. She felt the touch of Damon’s glance from time to time, but he didn’t speak. An oppressive, sweltering awareness filled the Mercedes.The moment the car swept into the drive of the Asteriades mansion, Rebecca sat up, muttered her thanks and, before they’d come to a standstill, bolted from the car. Hurrying to her room, she spent the next couple of hours—until Demetra and T.J. came home—making lists of what would be needed for the wedding, calls that needed to be made about bridesmaids’ dresses, flowers, catering. Anything to keep busy and stop herself thinking about Damon’s outrageous proposition. Anything to keep her as far away from him as possible.

I am going to be your lover.

The arrogant statement still rang in her ears that evening as she helped T.J. into the bath. Contrarily, she was almost disappointed that Damon hadn’t followed up, hadn’t battered down the door to find out where she’d hidden herself all afternoon.

He was messing with her head. Why hadn’t he sought her out?

Why had he made such a passionate proclamation in the first place?

He hated her.

But he’d said he’d actually come to like her. Rebecca closed her eyes to block out the confusion that whirled round and round inside her head. Without end. When she opened them again, T.J. was staring at her, holding out a soapy sponge. She took it and started to wash him.

“Mummy,” T.J.’s piping voice cut into her dilemma. “Demetra’s going to get big, fat fish with shiny—” he hesitated “—skin.”

“Scales,” Rebecca corrected automatically. T.J. had returned from his day with Demetra happy, tired and covered in mud, showing no sign that he’d missed her at all. Rebecca had heard all about the ducks in the park pond and about the fishpond he’d helped the workmen dig out at Demetra’s soon-to-be home.

Her mind slid back into the rut it couldn’t get out of. How could Damon change from hate to something as insipid as like? And how dare she be so grateful that he actually liked her, that he wanted to get to know her better. How could she be tempted to settle for that?

Damon said he wanted to be her lover. Why?

Yet, deep in the throbbing darkness of her womb, she knew. Chemistry. This thing between them that would never rest until it was sated. Liking her, getting to know her, was nothing more than a line.

A line to get her into his bed. Somehow he’d fathomed what she wanted more than anything in the world—his respect, his admiration…to be liked by him.

Pathetic.

A splash of water brought her back to reality. T.J. giggled. She gave a mock growl and pulled his wet, wriggling body toward her. With one hand she reached for a towel and swaddled T.

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