Modern Romance December 2019 Books 1-4. Maisey Yates

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      Letty resolved to encourage Leo to get more involved with the children’s bedtime routine but acknowledged that perhaps today wasn’t the right day to make that suggestion. Turning a sophisticated tycoon into a get-down-and-dirty father would be a project and a half, she reflected, but his nieces and nephews did need more than the occasional hug from him.

      The children all tucked up, Letty sped down to the beach house with Darius at the wheel of the buggy. He told her about his wife and children who lived on Ios, admitting that his wife refused to move because her family was there, and he travelled a great deal with Leo.

      Arriving at the beach house, Letty hurtled upstairs for the shower she was desperate to enjoy. Her suitcases had been unpacked and she rifled through the slender collection of clothes hung for her, recognising that she had seriously misjudged the number of outfits she would need. Of course, that wasn’t likely to be a problem once she picked out new clothes. Selecting a flouncy skirt and cotton sweater, she went for a shower and broke out her even smaller collection of cosmetics. A lick of mascara, a touch of blusher and clear lip gloss and she was done. She scrutinised her reflection as she blow-dried her hair.

      There was no point in kidding herself that she could compete in the looks department with women like Dido and Mariana. They were dark, she was fair. They were tall, she was short. They were well-groomed and sophisticated, she was more the girl next door, put together in a hurry and on a wing and a prayer. Would he even notice if she put on nail varnish? It would get chipped when she was messing about with the kids. What on earth was that man doing to her priorities? Why she was looking so critically at herself? Why was she only seeing flaws? Well, how was she to help doing so? Right now, she seemed to be continually meeting women like Elexis or Katrina panting for Leo’s interest, or exes like Dido and Mariana, more than ready for a sexual rerun with him!

      And possibly she had always lacked confidence in herself, she acknowledged for the first time, hiding behind the needs of her family and putting them first. In a sense that attitude and intensive study had provided a shield between her and the world, but that shield was gone now that she was with Leo.

      Leo awaited her downstairs, a balloon glass of brandy between his fingers. Just seeing him stopped her dead in her tracks. His luxuriant black hair was still damp and, like her, he had changed, the exquisitely cut designer suit he had worn earlier now replaced by narrow black pants and a white linen shirt left open at the neck.

      ‘A drink?’ he enquired.

      ‘Something soft if you have it.’ Letty knew that she needed to keep her head clear for the conversation they had to have.

      ‘We don’t need drama twenty-four hours into our marriage,’ Leo murmured with measured cool. ‘You’re not giving us a fair crack of the whip.’

      Letty paled and stiffened, annoyed by his attitude. ‘This is not drama.’

      Leo shifted a shoulder in a fluid shrug of brazen disagreement, lean muscles flexing beneath his shirt, and she dragged her attention away from him again, embarrassed by her need to savour him like a star-struck teenager. There would never be another Leo in her life. That went without saying. But she also knew that if their relationship was to have any chance of survival, she had to fight for that chance and ensure that he understood that she was serious.

      ‘In the prenup there was a clause relating to your freedom to sleep with whomever you chose and that not being grounds for divorce,’ she reminded him doggedly.

      His shrewd gaze widened a little and lingered. ‘That was the deal.’

      ‘Was being the operative word,’ Letty stressed. ‘That was the deal until you changed it last night, when I understood that you are now prepared to commit to this marriage. If that is the case, why do you still need that clause?’

      ‘Commitment is a rather strong word,’ Leo countered, sipping his brandy. ‘In fact, it gives me chills. I’ve never been committed to anybody but my family.’

      ‘I’m supposed to be your family now,’ Letty pointed out stiffly as he passed her a drink.

      ‘Committing to a woman is a tall order. I said I was willing to try being married.’

      ‘And I said I wouldn’t be part of a “try before you buy” experiment!’ Letty riposted in sudden anger. ‘This isn’t a fluid situation, Leo. You can’t keep on changing the terms. You don’t want to commit? You don’t want to promise fidelity?’

      ‘No. I don’t want to hear either of those words,’ Leo admitted harshly, thinking of his father’s devotion to Katrina and her constant betrayal of his trust, not to mention the many other infidelities he had witnessed in both sexes over the years. ‘I will promise not to lie to you. I will promise never to go behind your back. But the best I can do on the fidelity front is to promise that I will always be honest. As I said once before, I can’t foretell the future.’

      Letty felt as if she had been crushed against a brick wall and suddenly she was reeling with a sense of betrayal. Had she misunderstood him the night before? Surely she had been plain about what she wanted and needed? Her oval face tightened, her eyes veiling. ‘You know what? That’s fine, Leo…’ she said limply, turning with relief as the first course of their meal arrived and using the hiatus to take a seat at the beautifully set table.

      Leo’s tension evaporated. He had been expecting all sorts of things from her other than what he had received. She was still hung up on the fidelity stuff, still striving to idealise their marriage into some perfect picture, but she wasn’t thinking of divorce. He refused to label the sensation strongly reminiscent of relief travelling through him. Obviously, he was grateful that she had staying power for the children’s sake. But she was still wilfully misunderstanding him, he reasoned in exasperation. It wasn’t as though he had any СКАЧАТЬ