Guardian Groom by Sandra Marton

Author:Sandra Marton [Marton, Sandra]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
ISBN: 9781460398463
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 1995-08-04T16:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER SEVEN

CRISTA answered the light knock at her door to find Grant’s housekeeper standing in the hall.

“Mr. Grant says to tell you your flight leaves in two hours, miss.”

“Thank you, Mrs. Edison.”

“He asks if you’d please be ready as soon as possible.”

Crista smiled. She doubted that Grant’s request had been made quite as politely.

“Of course.”

“And he suggests you take only luggage you can carry on board, miss. He says—”

“He says,” Grant’s voice interrupted brusquely as he came striding down the hall, “that he’s damned if he’s going to stand around killing time at a luggage carousel.”

Mrs. Edison’s eyes widened as he brushed past both women. A second later, he was back.

“Do us both a favor, will you? Try leaving those miserable silver bells behind. The sound of them’s beginning to drive me nuts!”

He vanished again. Seconds later, a door slammed farther down the hallway.

“Thank you, Mrs. Edison,” Crista said calmly.

The housekeeper swallowed. “That’s—that’s quite all right, miss.”

“You will take care of my cat for me, won’t you?”

“Of course.” The woman’s face softened. “Don’t you worry about a thing, Miss Crista. The one-eared fellow and I will get along just fine. You just go off to Florida and enjoy yourself.”

Crista nodded, shut the door, and rolled her eyes to the ceiling.

Enjoy herself? On a trip she didn’t want to take, to a place she didn’t want to go, with a man she didn’t want to be with?

She laughed mirthlessly as she opened her canvas carryall bag and began tossing things into it.

Oh yes, she was going to have an absolutely wonderful time. A marvelous time. A…

She paused, the sound of the housekeeper’s voice echoing in her ears. How many “guests” of Grant’s had the woman said those words to? How many other women had stayed here, in this apartment, and then gone off with him for a weekend?

They had not stayed in these rooms, she was certain of that. The women who’d come here before would have shared Grant’s room and his bed.

But what did she care? What he did was none of her business, she reminded herself as she dumped her comb and brush into the carryall.

Any woman who could put up with Grant Landon was entitled to him. As for herself—she smiled grimly as she carefully took the silver-bell earrings from the dresser.

They annoyed him, did they? All the more reason to be sure to wear them, then.

It was the least she could do, considering that they were about to spend their last twenty-four hours together.

* * *

He was waiting for her in the entry foyer, and the sight of him was a surprise.

Crista had drawn her hair back into a French braid and tossed a denim jacket on over her jeans and cotton sweater, but other than that she was dressed as she had been during her confrontation with Grant on the terrace.

She’d expected him to disapprove of such casual attire, especially for a trip to posh Palm Beach, and that would be his problem, not hers.

But he

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