Twelve Hours of Temptation by Shoma Narayanan

Author:Shoma Narayanan [Narayanan, Shoma]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Literature & Fiction, Women's Fiction, Contemporary Fiction, Sagas, Fiction, Romance, Contemporary, Contemporary Women
ISBN: 9780263242256
Google: P9D-nQEACAAJ
Amazon: B00IECEZXY
Barnesnoble: B00IECEZXY
Goodreads: 18467978
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 2013-12-31T18:30:00+00:00

SEVEN

The next day was a Sunday, and Melissa woke up at six-thirty to the sound of bells ringing in a nearby church.

She lay in bed and listened to the chimes die away. It had been over a year since she’d last gone to church, she realised. When she’d first come to Mumbai she’d gone with Liz to a church in Colaba almost every Sunday. Then slowly inertia had crept in and she’d started going less often, then stopped altogether.

There was a large church near Samir’s apartment complex—maybe she’d try going there one Sunday. Samir was Hindu, of course, and from what she could make out not particularly religious. But he’d studied in a Catholic school for some years, and in the course of a general conversation she’d figured out that he knew more about Catholic customs than Hindu ones. Maybe he’d want to come with her to church. Or maybe not.

She turned to look at Samir. He was still fast asleep, one hand possessively clasping her hip and the other pillowing his cheek. His breathing was even and his face was smooth and untroubled. Clearly he’d gone to sleep the second his head hit the pillow instead of staying up half the night obsessing about a relationship that was going nowhere.

He sighed and shifted a little closer, automatically seeking the warmth of her body. It would be so easy to stop bothering about the complicated stuff and just let things happen.

Slowly, she slid out from under Samir’s arm, putting it on a pillow instead. He didn’t seem to mind in the least, and she smiled grimly. She was probably equally replaceable when he was awake, only he hadn’t realised it yet.

After she’d brushed her teeth and washed her face she felt much better. Best of all she’d regained some of her sense of humour—enough to be able to laugh at herself and her silly problems. It wasn’t the end of the world, liking someone more than they liked you—high school was full of such tragedies. Or at least it was for other people. Melissa herself had had a pretty good time in school. It was when she was all grown up that her man problems had begun.

Humming to herself, she went into the kitchen and started investigating the shelves. She’d found a wonderful little store that delivered provisions, and the kitchen was now beautifully stocked. As usual, just being in the kitchen made her mood lift up several notches. Now all she needed was a nice calorie-rich breakfast to get her back to being a hundred percent normal.

‘Something smells nice,’ Samir said, putting his head around the kitchen door after ten minutes. ‘What’re you making?’

‘Pancakes,’ she said and added wickedly, because she knew how particular he was about eating healthily, ‘loaded with sugar and butter and refined carbs.’

‘Oh, well, I’ll just have to spend an extra half-hour in the gym,’ he said. ‘Or you could help me burn those calories in a more fun way...’

Melissa skipped neatly out of the way as he reached for her.

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