Captive of Kadar by Trish Morey

Author:Trish Morey
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 2015-06-11T16:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER NINE

MORE THAN ONE THOUSAND kilometres from Istanbul’s busy streets, the town of Burguk could have been on another planet. The valley in which the town nestled ringed with mountains topped with snow while the landscape was lunar, rocks the colour of sand, carved into strange shapes by the weather.

The stone buildings of the town hunkered into the land as if the wind had carved them out too, as if they were part of the landscape. As if they belonged.

It was a harsh landscape, but with a kind of stark beauty that drew the eye. Snow had filled the streets the week before and promised to again before too long, but for now the melting snow was piled in dirty heaps on the roadsides and skinny trees pointed bare branches towards the sky, as if begging for warmth from the thin sun.

‘It’s beautiful,’ she said as their car topped a rise that gave them a view over the entire valley and Kadar asked their driver to pull over.

The wind whipped and tugged at her hair and at the hem of his cashmere coat as they walked to the edge of the ridge overlooking the valley, set out before them like a shallow, wide basin edged in low hills and ringed with snow-topped mountains. The wind could be nothing but icy cold.

‘It’s not dissimilar to Cappadocia,’ he said, ‘just not on so grand a scale.’

‘My tour was supposed to spend two days there.’

‘I am sorry you were forced to miss some of the places your tour was supposed to cover.’

She wasn’t. Not now. It wasn’t as if she couldn’t come back some time, find a tour agency that was accredited and reputable and visit the places she’d missed. Besides, if her tour agency hadn’t folded, she wouldn’t be here now, in this man’s presence, discovering a part of Turkey that she’d never known existed.

Hell, she wouldn’t be here with this man, period. And to think she’d once resented his insistence that he watch over her.

How could she be sorry when her days were filled with adventure and her nights were filled with the discoveries of the flesh?

Something had changed last night, when he’d made love to her face to face. Something had subtly shifted in the balance between them.

And that change left her feeling as uncomfortable as it had left her gratified.

‘I’ll come back one day,’ she said, shrugging her shoulders against the cold wind and the icy fingers trying to find their way under her scarf. ‘All those sights have been there centuries. They’ll all still be there.’

‘Maybe you will come back for your honeymoon.’

She looked across at him. Had he been tapping into her thoughts? Was he warning her not to think this was anything more than temporary? He should have kept listening and then he’d have got to the part about never falling for a man who couldn’t trust you implicitly, even if the sex was mind-blowing. That might have given him a measure of comfort.

But until then, she might as well play along.

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