Face of Deception by Ana Leigh

Author:Ana Leigh [Leigh, Ana]
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Tags: Suspense
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 2004-09-22T05:00:00+00:00

After a phone call to Brandon, which diminished some of the upbeat attitude she’d achieved, Ann and her four-man escort went grocery shopping. It became an experience she’d never forget. The different types of food the fellows picked out to eat were as diversified as their personalities. It appeared that beer, pretzels and coffee were the only unanimous choices among the four of them.

Dave Cassidy broiled steaks for the evening meal, Mike made French-fried potatoes and Ann tossed a green salad. The fellows drank beer with their dinner, and she drank iced tea. She gave half of her steak to Mike and as much as she enjoyed the banter of the guys, she couldn’t shake off the effects of her conversation with Brandon.

At eight o’clock when Don went out into the hall to start his watch, Ann turned down an invitation to watch the latest Kim Barrington film on DVD and retired to her room.

She called Barney on Mike’s cell phone and arranged to meet him for lunch the following day. Then, after paging through several magazines she’d found in the den, she finally turned off the light and tried to sleep. But to no avail. She had a heavy heart. She missed Brandon and he’d sounded so sad and desolate on the telephone that it preyed on her.

Somewhere in the apartment a clock chimed one o’clock and she got out of bed, pulled on her robe, and opened the bedroom door. Peering out, the hallway was dark. Moonlight gleaming through floor to ceiling windows cast silver rays across the marbled floor of the living room. The faint drone of the television in the den was a comforting sound in this unfamiliar apartment. Should she go in and join Don Fraser, or was it Kurt Bolen now?

No doubt at this late hour the other two men would be asleep. She couldn’t help but wonder which bedroom Mike was in. But what difference did it make, anyway.

A light breeze carrying the sweet fragrance of roses drew her to the open doors of the terrace. She stepped outside and moved to the bricked railing. The view was breathtaking. Ann closed her eyes and lifted her face to catch the breeze as it feathered her hair.

“Can’t you sleep?”

Startled she turned. Mike Bishop rose from a chair in a darkened corner.

“I could ask you the same thing. I thought this was your sleeping time.”

“I was just considering going to bed.” He moved closer, narrowing the gap that separated them, then leaned back against the wall.

“What a view,” she murmured. “I bet you could reach up and pluck a star out of the sky.”

“It would be easier to just pick one out of your eyes,” he said.

The sensual huskiness in his voice sent a shiver down her spine. Her heartbeat quickened, and she turned her head and gazed out at the New York skyline to avoid looking into those wounded-deer hazel eyes of his. She could feel his stare fixed on her face.

She was scared of him.

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