The Playboy in Pursuit by Miranda Lee

Author:Miranda Lee
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 2000-09-18T04:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER NINE

‘YOU’RE looking extra fab for a Monday,’ Michele said as she joined Lucille at their usual lunch table.

Her eyes had narrowed on Lucille’s new suit, which, though quite plain in design, was a brilliant turquoise colour which looked even more brilliant in the sunshine. It also fitted like a glove, showing every curve of her curvy figure.

‘Is there anything you should be telling me?’ Michele asked suspiciously.

Lucille produced a face which would have convinced anyone—even the knowing and cynical Erica—that she was as pure as the driven snow. In the three short weeks since she’d met Val, she had learned to become an actress worthy of an Oscar nomination. No one would know that she was leading such a wicked double life. At work she remained Ms Jordan, super-cool consultant from Move Smooth. In her leisure hours she was Val’s hot-blooded lover. Sizzling. Sensual. Sexy beyond belief.

Her heart skipped a beat just thinking about some of the things she’d done.

‘Like what?’ she asked, having a struggle to keep her voice and eyes ingenuously innocent.

‘Like where you were all weekend, for starters. I rang once on Friday night. Twice on Saturday and at least three times on Sunday. But I never seemed to catch you in.’

‘Really? Oh, well, Friday night I saw a movie, then Saturday I went shopping nearly all day. Christmas is only a few weeks away, as you know, and I like to get my present-buying in early. I’m not sure what could have happened on Sunday, though I was tired from all that shopping and napped quite a bit. Maybe I was asleep and didn’t hear the phone. I keep the ring turned down pretty low. When was the last time you tried?’

‘About nine-thirty last night.’

‘Oh, well, I was definitely in bed by then.’

Technically, everything she’d said to Michele was the truth. She had seen a movie on the Friday night. Titanic on cable TV. Or she’d sort of seen it. When the heroine had taken off her clothes for the hero to paint her in the nude, Val had decided he wanted to do the same to her. Only once she was naked, and draped artistically over the sofa, he had confessed he didn’t have any proper paints but would a bottle of perfumed bath oil and her make-up brush do?

The rest of the film had been a bit of a blur.

Then, on the Saturday, she had gone shopping all afternoon, whilst Val had been busy at a full dress rehearsal for the show. He’d sent her off with his credit card, squashing the objections she’d raised by saying she never let him spend any money on her by taking her out, so the least she could do was let him buy her a couple of sexy negligées which she could swan around the apartment in, instead of always wearing his dressing-gown.

So she’d come back with some very naughty Femme Fatale label lingerie and nightwear, plus the turquoise suit she was presently wearing, which she’d paid for herself.

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