His Heiress Wife by Margaret Way

Author:Margaret Way [Way, Margaret]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 2004-11-27T20:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER SEVEN

FOR the Christmas party Olivia wore a dress of red silk. She didn’t wear a lot of red, though when she did people always told her how much it suited her, but it was Christmas and scarlet was one of the traditional Christmas colours.

The camisole bodice of the short party dress was held by spaghetti straps, the skirt lavishly decorated with scarlet beads and small blue daisies sequinned with yellow at the centre. Her dark hair was down, brushed over her shoulders and held back by a pair of very fancy combs studded with multicoloured crystals. Her legs were bare in the heat. She wore strappy high heeled sandals the same colour as her dress. She knew she’d be a little more dressed up than her guests, but then she was the hostess and she had nothing else with her in festive colours.

She always took care with what she wore, adhering to the classic elegance of silk blouses and slim skirts for school with a matching jacket for the cooler weather. It was nice to wear something striking for a change. She remembered with sadness and affection Harry had always liked her in red. He said the colour showed off her skin and her eyes. Once it had been such a delight, such an excitement to dress, to make herself beautiful for Jason. His blue eyes on her, the expression in them bringing a flush to her cheeks, raising the beat of her heart. Jason, of course, would be at the party tonight.

Olivia pulled the drapes aside and stood at an upstairs window looking out over the rear garden. Very shortly the first of the guests would be arriving. The grounds looked marvellous, a radiance of white fairy lights strung out on the trees. The Christmas tree on the terrace soared twenty feet to the purplish-black velvet sky. Tonight the sky was dominated not by the stars, but by the full copper moon of the tropics over which it sailed. The lightest breeze was blowing, suspending the sweet fragrance of all summer’s flowers in the warm air. The marquees, two to either side, one set back in the middle were white with a green trim on the scalloped sides. The marquee in the middle was set with circular tables and chairs, the chairs decorated with big tartan bows in red, green and gold, the tables alternating red and green tablecloths and napkins. Everything looked wonderful, she felt good about it.

“This is for you, Harry,” she said softly. Everything she knew about her uncle told her in placing Jason on Havilah Harry thought he had been doing the right thing. Perhaps he’d believed—he was such a romantic at heart—he’d be offering her and Jason the opportunity to come together again.

A love-conquers-all type of strategy. Harry the eternal optimist.

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