Bought: Damsel in Distress. Lucy King

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      The moment they’d met, the instant she’d put her hand in his to shake it, she’d been struck uncharacteristically dumb. Her body had felt as though it had received a thousand-volt charge. Her heart had jumped and she’d gone momentarily dizzy, the blood racing to parts of her body that had been out of action for so long she’d forgotten she had them. She’d never experienced sexual attraction like it, and it was making her feel slightly unhinged.

      ‘You don’t invite strange men to transport you to foreign countries often?’ he asked, tilting his head to one side.

      ‘I don’t invite strange men to transport me anywhere ever.’

      ‘In that case why are you here?’

      Emily shuddered. ‘You met my sister.’

      He nodded. ‘A formidable woman.’

      He sounded as if he thought this was an admirable quality. Emily frowned and pinched the bridge of her nose. ‘You have no idea.’

       Four hours earlier

      ‘You did what?’ Emily nearly dropped her muffin into her cappuccino as her head snapped up and she gaped at her sister.

      ‘I said I sold you. On the internet.’ Anna glanced at her watch and then wiped her sons’ faces.

      Emily felt a sliver of concern and raked her gaze over her sister’s immaculate exterior. Had she gone mad? Anna certainly looked normal, but who knew what could be lurking beneath the surface? If this was what motherhood did to a previously perfectly intelligent, clear-thinking woman then she was glad she’d made the decision never to have children herself.

      She nodded as if in understanding. ‘Right. You sold me. On the internet. Aren’t there laws against things like that?’

      ‘Apparently not. It was surprisingly easy,’ replied Anna, calmly folding the tissue and placing it on her empty plate.

      ‘You are joking, aren’t you?’

      Anna fixed Emily with a stern stare. ‘Not at all. I’m deadly serious.’

      It was a look Emily was very familiar with. As realisation dawned, her smile slipped from her face. ‘Oh, my God. You are serious.’

      ‘Of course. I wouldn’t joke about a thing like this.’

      Emily began to hyperventilate.

      ‘Now, don’t get hysterical,’ said Anna, thrusting a glass of water into her hand. ‘Deep breaths...If it makes you feel any better, I didn’t exactly sell you.’

      Emily flapped her other hand in front of her face and fought for breath. ‘So what did you sell?’ she said, when she was finally able to speak.

      Anna shrugged. ‘A once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. In this age of equality, a chance to be chivalrous. The rescue of a damsel in distress.’

      What? Since when had her sister developed a romantic streak? ‘And I’m the damsel?’

      Anna nodded.

      ‘But why would you do that?’ Emily asked, utterly bewildered. ‘I’m not in distress.’

      ‘You are. The French baggage handlers are on strike.’

      Oh, no, not this again.

      ‘Don’t look at me like that,’ said Anna indignantly. ‘Your obstinate refusal to go to Tom’s wedding is not healthy. You haven’t been out for so much as a drink with anyone since you split up. That’s not a single date in over a year. You need closure, and you’re not going to get it until you see the rat safely hitched to some other poor woman. Then you’ll be able to move on.’

      ‘He may have dumped me and got engaged to an aristocratic French floozy two months later, but he’s not a rat,’ said Emily wearily, ignoring the sceptical look Anna threw her. ‘And for the millionth time I have moved on.’

      Anna glanced at her watch. ‘Talking of moving on, we need to go home.’ She turned, and with an imperceptible nod of her head signalled for the bill.

      ‘Why?’ Emily said carefully, tendrils of suspicion winding round her nerves.

      ‘Because the person who won the auction is turning up at any minute.’

      Emily gaped in horror. ‘What? Now?’

      ‘Of course,’ Anna replied, standing up and brushing a crumb off her front. ‘The wedding is tomorrow, isn’t it?’

      Emily could only nod in dumb stupefaction.

      ‘Well, then. You leave this afternoon.’ Anna marched to the bar to pay, leaving Emily to unravel the chaos of the last five minutes. But it was all too much. Where did she start?

      ‘Who won?’ she managed eventually as they started along the path that led across the common to Anna’s house.

      ‘A man called Luke Harrison. He was very determined. The bidding went right to the wire. It was gripping stuff, I can tell you.’

      ‘I’m so glad.’ Emily’s sarcastic tone went unnoticed.

      ‘So was I. greatsexguaranteed was also extremely persistent, but I had a funny feeling about him.’

      ‘Can’t think why. So how is this Luke Harrison going to help me get to France?’ Emily panted, struggling to keep up with Anna’s brutal pace.

      ‘Private jet. Rather inspired, I thought.’

      ‘But I have plans this weekend. I can’t just drop everything.’

      Anna shot her a sceptical look. ‘A pot that urgently needs glazing?’

      Emily bit her lip and nodded.

      ‘You’re twenty-eight. You should be Out There. Meeting men. Not hunched over a wheel with clay under your nails. Pots won’t keep you warm at night.’

      Emily glared at Anna mutinously. ‘I have an electric blanket.’

      Anna marched on, undeterred.

      Emily tried again. ‘How do you know he’s got a plane? How do you know he’s going to turn up? He might be a lunatic. I mean, what sort of person bids for a woman in an internet auction? He could be a kidnapper, a murderer—anyone.’ Her voice was rising, becoming more desperate. Anna merely looked at her witheringly and Emily threw her hands up in exasperation. ‘You’re insane.’

      ‘I’m a genius. Don’t be so melodramatic. I spoke to his mother on the phone and discovered that we have friends in common.’

      Emily’s jaw dropped. ‘His mother?’

      ‘I had to get references,’ said Anna defensively. ‘You don’t think I’d send you off with just anyone, do you?’

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