He said nothing for a minute.Then his eyes fell to her breasts.She felt their touch, saw the park in their depths, and felt some satisfaction in knowing that she still turned him on.
He came toward her.“Is it revenge, then?”he asked in a soft voice.
She couldn’t help but be caught up by his grace, the smooth way he walked, his sexy darkness.At fifty, he was as tall and good-looking as he’d been at thirty.She knew she ought to turn and run, particularly given all she’d learned about him in the past weeks, but her heart was the only thing that moved.It beat faster than ever.
“I haven’t yet decided what to write.”
He slipped his fingers into her hair, then ran his thumb over her cheek with surprising gentleness.“Don’t write anything.”
“Do you have a better suggestion for how I should spend my time?”
“Definitely.”
He brought her face up and kissed her with the kind of force that never failed to arouse her.It didn’t fail then.She let herself luxuriate in his hunger for a minute before tearing away.
“I don’t want this, John,” she said in a breathy, singsong way.
“Bullshit.”
When he reached for her again, she dodged his arms and ran down the two steps into the living room.There she sank into the corner of the sofa, looking as defiant as she could, and waited for him to make a move.
Slowly and deliberately, he squared his shoulders.
“You’re still in a snit about Janet.”
“I sure am.”
“There’s no need.The engagement’s off.”
Her heart started speeding again.“Off?”
“Broken.Over.”
“Why?”
“I decided I didn’t want to marry her after all.”
“Why?”
“I don’t love her.”
Hillary sniffed.“Love was never an issue.”
“Then like.”
“You liked her fine when you got engaged.”
“I decided I didn’t like the confinement.”
After a minute’s consideration, she understood.“Ahhh.You went to bed with someone.She found out and made a fuss.”
“Something like that.”
She searched his face for remorse or regret but found neither.“You bastard.”
He actually looked wounded.“I thought you’d be pleased.”
“Pleased that you see nothing wrong with cheating?Pleased that you sleep around with half of the women in the Western World?”
