His Convenient Wife by Diana Hamilton

His Convenient Wife by Diana Hamilton

Author:Diana Hamilton
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 2002-11-15T00:00:00+00:00


CHAPTER SIX

CAT woke feeling like a week-old corpse. As she forced her eyes open Aldo padded into her fuddled viewing range. He was wearing a towel slung rakishly around his narrow hips, his naked torso all sleek, power-packed muscles covered by silky golden skin.

Muttering a string of grumbling imprecations, Cat burrowed her head back into the pillow and pulled the sheet over her head, but with one lean hand Aldo twitched it away again and with the other placed a cup of steaming tea on the night table beside her lonely little bed.

‘Drink this and you might feel more human.’

Annoyingly he sounded amused and, what was infinitely worse, he looked fresh as a daisy, full of his usual boundless energy as if this were another typical day which he could effortlessly sail through, his innate easy arrogance bending everything and everyone before him to his will.

While she felt as if she’d been buried for days and then dug up again. She hadn’t slept until dawn, when she’d crashed into a sleep which had been peopled by spectacularly awful nightmares.

While he had instantly fallen into a deep and peaceful slumber, she had tossed and turned, wondering how her grandfather was doing, her ears standing to attention in case Aldo’s mobile rang with bad news from the hospital, and all the time half expecting Aldo to wake, climb in with her and give her another lesson in his so easily achieved sexual mastery. Half dreading, half hoping. Needing him yet wishing he was half a world away.

Grumpily she hauled herself up against the pillows and tugged the sheet with a modest defiance up to her chin, ignoring the way he raised one mocking eyebrow before he turned and sauntered back to the bathroom, dropping the towel on the way.

Lordy, but he was so gorgeous! He exuded enough raw sexual charisma to turn the sanest woman silly. He would have no trouble at all when he came to choose a new wife. Someone who would stay besotted enough to look the other way when he strayed, his vast wealth providing a powerful anaesthetic.

Whoever she was, she was welcome to him. That type of sordid scenario wasn’t for her, and the only thing she had to do to convince him that a divorce was the best idea since Creation was to assure him, no messing, that those wretched shares, the cause of all her present misery, would eventually belong to him.

The hot tea actually did help. She drank it in two thirsty gulps then scrambled off the bed and dived to the wardrobe to investigate the things Aldo had unpacked for her last night.

Selecting a pair of narrow dark grey trousers, a silky white T-shirt and a light cotton jacket in dusky red, she draped them over her arm and plucked fresh underwear from one of the fitted drawers, listening for the sound of the shower to stop.

In happier times she would have joined him; now she just stood waiting, tense and simmeringly angry



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