Desire Never Changes by Penny Jordan

Author:Penny Jordan
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Published: 2012-03-22T20:59:43+00:00

CHAPTER SIX

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The foyer had been decorated since Somer last visited the hotel and was now coolly attractive in crisp green and white with white cane furniture and banked displays of plants. She didn't recognise either of the girls behind the reception desk, and mocked herself for her tiny sigh of relief. Andrew and Judith must surely have been transferred to another hotel years ago if indeed they were still working for the same chain. Once it had been her ambition for Andrew to see her with Chase; to realise that even if he did not want her, other men did, but now…

'Somer?'

She hadn't realised he was watching her, the dark brows drawn together in query as he searched her face.

'Re-living old memories?' he asked her as he guided her towards the lift. 'Pleasurable ones, I trust. Did you ever make it up with him?' he asked when they were in the lift. His question caught her by surprise, her eyes widening. 'Perhaps he was the one you lost your virginity to?'

'I don't want to talk about it.' She wasn't going to tell Chase that after that afternoon with him she had left the hotel without seeing Andrew again.

'Why? Not still nursing an adolescent crush on him, are you?'

'And if I am? Don't they say that a woman always remembers her first lover? That he always holds a very special place in her heart.'

As she said the words it struck Somer with a sickeningly illuminating blow that Chase was the closest thing she had ever had to a lover, and that he was the one she remembered—not Andrew. Chase was the one who haunted those feverishly unhappy dreams that still tormented her.

'Stop thinking about him.' The harsh command splintered her thoughts, her face turning automatically in obedience to it. The lift stopped, the doors opened, depositing them on a floor of the hotel she hadn't visited before. Thick, expensive carpet muffled the sound of their footsteps. Three doors opened off the square foyer, each one bearing a discreet plaque. 'Versailles Suite' Somer read on the door Chase was opening. Thank God he hadn't booked a bridal suite, was the hysterical thought as she preceded him through the open door.

She was in an elegant sitting-room, with huge patio windows and a view over the sea that made her gasp her pleasure out loud. Outside the windows was a small terrace equipped with a wrought-iron table and four chairs. Two other doors led off the sitting-room, and Chase gestured towards them.

'I believe both bedrooms are the same, take whichever one you want. Would you like a drink?' He walked over to the small bar and removed two glasses while Somer hesitated, glancing first towards the bedroom doors and then back at the tall dark man who was now her husband. The word was like a cold shock of water icing down her spine.

'No thanks,' she responded coolly, opening the nearer of the doors. 'I'm rather tired. It's been a long day. I'd like to shower and then rest.

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