The Greek Tycoon's Achilles Heel by Lucy Gordon

The Greek Tycoon's Achilles Heel by Lucy Gordon

Author:Lucy Gordon
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 2010-05-01T22:00:00+00:00


CHAPTER SEVEN

WHEN the washing-up was done Petra asked, ‘What are we going to do today?’

‘You’re going to rest.’

‘I think a little gentle exercise will be better for me. I could continue exploring the cellar—’

‘No!’ This time there was no doubt that he meant it. ‘We can have a short outing, an hour on the beach, and lunch, then back here for you to rest.’

‘Anything you say.’

Lysandros regarded her cynically.

There was a small car in the garage and he drove them the short distance to the shore, where they found a tiny beach, cut off from the main one and deserted.

‘It’s private,’ Lysandros explained. ‘It belongs to a friend of mine. Don’t stretch out in this burning sun, not with your fair skin. Do you want to get ill?’

He led her to the rocks, where there was some shade and a small cave that she used for changing. Now she was glad she’d had the forethought to bring a bathing costume when she came to Corfu, meaning to enjoy some swimming while she investigated his house. No chance had occured, but now she changed gladly, longing to feel the sun on her skin, and emerged to find that he’d laid out a large towel for her to lie on. There was even a pillow, making it blissful to lie down, although she hadn’t been awake long.

He’d brought some sun lotion to rub in, but was doubtful.

‘You shouldn’t have this as well as liniment,’ he explained. ‘We’ll leave it for a while, but you stay in the shade. No, don’t try to move the towel. Leave it where I put it.’

‘Yes, sir. Three bags full, sir.’

He frowned. ‘This is something I sometimes hear English people say, but I don’t understand it.’

She explained that the words occurred in a nursery rhyme, but he only looked worried.

‘You say it to make fun of someone?’ he ventured.

‘Only of myself,’ she said tenderly. ‘The mockery is aimed at me, and the way I’m tamely letting you give me orders.’

This genuinely puzzled him. ‘But why shouldn’t I—?’

‘Hush.’ She laid a finger over his lips. He immediately kissed it.

‘It’s for your own good,’ he protested. ‘To care for you.’

‘I know. The joke is that part of me is as much of a sergeant major as you are. I give orders too. But I let you say, “Do this, do that” without kicking your shins as I would with any other man. It’s like discovering that inside me is someone else that I’ve never met before.’

He nodded. ‘Yes, that’s how it is.’

To complete her protection he’d hired a large parasol. Now he put it up and made sure that she was well covered.

‘What about you?’ she said. ‘You might catch the sun, unless I rub some of that lotion into you.’

Unlike her, he was dark and at less danger from sunburn, but the thought of caressing him under the guise of sun care was irresistible.

‘You think I need it?’ he asked.

‘Definitely.’

He gave her a brief look and lay back beside her so that she could begin work on his chest.



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