Purchased His Perfect Wife by Helen Bianchin

Author:Helen Bianchin [Bianchin, Helen]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi, pdf
Tags: Romance, Classic Romance, Fiction
ISBN: 9781426822704
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 2008-09-30T04:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER EIGHT

THEY arrived at JFK airport in New York and were met by a chauffeur whom Wolfe introduced as Mike, who greeted them as they entered the arrivals lounge, took care of their luggage and led the way to a black top-of-the-range Mercedes parked outside the terminal.

With skilled ease they were transferred from the airport into the city.

A wise move, Lara acknowledged, given New York traffic remained the nightmare she remembered from during a visit with Suzanne and Darius.

One-way streets, traffic lights on almost every corner, reduced speed limits, traffic snarls and delays.

Cosmopolitan, loud and brash vied with refined old-money and very real wealth. A city of contrasts, where business deals were made in boardrooms and deals of a dubious kind happened on the streets. Light and dark, legitimate and subversive…a city which never slept.

She didn’t know where Wolfe resided, and hadn’t thought to ask. Once it had been a loft in Tribeca, but that was years ago, and he’d undoubtedly moved on and up since then.

Upper East Side, Manhattan was definitely up, and his roomy apartment on a high floor overlooking Central Park had to be worth a small fortune, she observed as she crossed the lounge to admire the view from floor-to-ceiling glass doors.

‘A guest wing is situated beyond the dining room and kitchen on the right, and the main bedroom suite is to the left.’

There was also a home office, a media room, a guest powder-room and a small utility room, Lara noted as she followed Wolfe through to a spacious main suite with panoramic views and an adjoining en suite comprising marble and glass with luxurious fittings, folded fluffy towels and a double vanity along one wall.

‘We’ll shower and change, unpack then send out for food.’

It sounded like a plan. She hadn’t slept on the flight from Hawaii, and her body still needed to adjust to New York time.

‘You go first. I’ll begin unpacking.’

‘We could share.’

She spared him a quick look, caught the faintly teasing humour curving his generous mouth, and shook her head.

‘No?’ He began discarding his outer clothes, and she deliberately kept her attention averted as he moved into the en suite.

She retained a vivid memory of the shower they’d shared…had it only been yesterday, or had it been the night before? She attempted to do the time conversion, then gave it away; ‘whenever’ seemed close enough.

Her body still felt sensitive from his touch, and the mere thought of what they’d shared caused sensation to spiral deep inside, heating her blood and sending her pulse-rate racing to a faster beat.

Unpack, she bade silently, then when Wolfe re-enters the bedroom collect a change of clothes and go shower.

Hadn’t she spent the past week sharing a hotel suite with him? Why the sudden onset of nerves? It hardly made sense.

She was almost done when he emerged from the bathroom, and she gathered up what she needed and entered the room he’d just vacated.

Extraction fans had removed the steam, but the soap he’d used and his cologne teased the warm air, bringing vividly alive the effect he had on her senses.

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