Her Greek Groom. Sara Craven

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      He shook her off almost violently. His voice was a snarl. ‘Do not touch me. It is not safe.’

      She said in a whisper, ‘What is it? I don’t understand…’

      As the silence lengthened between them she said, more urgently, her voice shaking a little, ‘Talk to me, please. Tell me what’s wrong. What I’ve done.’

      Draco turned and looked at her, his dark eyes hooded, the firm mouth compressed.

      He said, ‘You have done nothing wrong. The mistake, God help us both, is mine.’

      He reached for his trunks and pulled them on, his face taut.

      Colour stormed into her face and she grabbed clumsily for her towel, holding it in front of her defensively, just as if there was an inch of her that he’d left undiscovered.

      ‘You lied to me, Cressida. Why?’ His voice was harsh.

      ‘Lied?’ she repeated uncomprehendingly.

      ‘You let me think you had a lover. But it is not true. So why did you pretend.’

      ‘What did you expect me to do?’ Her eyes blurred with humiliated tears. ‘It was what you wanted to hear—wasn’t it? And it seemed—safer.’

      ‘No,’ he said. ‘It was not safe. It was a stupid lie, and a dangerous one. You thought I would not know?’

      She bent her head. ‘I—I didn’t think so. I didn’t realise it would make any difference…’

      She heard him whisper something sharp and violent, then he was beside her again. He drew her towards him, cupping her face gently between his hands, making her meet his searching gaze.

      He said quietly, ‘It makes all the difference in the world, agapi mou. But I am also to blame. I should have realised that you were claiming a sophistication you did not possess.’

      She said tautly, ‘Of course, you know so much about women.’

      ‘More than you know of men, certainly.’

      Cressy bit her lip, unable to deny his curt response. Her voice shook slightly. ‘Draco—I’m so sorry…’

      ‘Sorry?’ he repeated, his voice incredulous. ‘You offer me the ultimate gift—and say you are sorry?’

      She said flatly, ‘But it’s a gift you don’t seem to want.’

      His mouth relaxed into the shadow of a smile. ‘You think I don’t want you, agapi mou?’ He took her hands and carried them fleetingly to his body. ‘You are wrong. But a woman’s innocence should not be thrown away to feed the hunger of the moment. You deserve better.’

      His lips touched hers, swiftly and gently. ‘Now dress yourself, and we will go back to the town, where there are more people and less temptations.’

      He got to his feet and walked down the beach, where he stood, his back turned, gazing at the sea, while Cressy huddled into her clothing.

      When he came back to her, she said, ‘I think I’d better go back to Alakos.’

      ‘Why should you do that?’ His dark brows drew into a frown.

      ‘Because I’m very embarrassed.’ She made a business of folding her towel. ‘I’ve made a real fool of myself.’ She added carefully, ‘And I’d just be in the way if I stayed.’

      ‘Ah,’ Draco said softly. ‘You feel you might hinder my search for the next willing body.’ He cast a despairing look at the heavens. ‘Is that truly what you think of me?’

      She said, ‘Draco—I don’t know what to think. I don’t know you.’

      ‘Then why did you come back?’ He spoke gently, but there was an inflexible note in his voice. ‘Just so that I could rid you of your unwanted virginity? I don’t believe that.’

      She bit her lip. ‘Because I found I couldn’t stay away. And now I’ve ruined everything.’

      He sighed. ‘Nothing is spoiled—unless you wish it to be.’ There was a silence, then he stroked the curve of her face with one long finger. ‘Is that what you want, pethi mou? Or shall we begin all over again? Start to learn about each other, not just with our bodies, but our minds?’

      She said on a little sob, ‘Oh, Draco, please.’

      ‘Then so be it.’ He took her hand, held it in his, his fingers strong and warm. ‘But understand, Cressida, that this changes everything. And if you leave me now, I shall follow. However long, however far.’ He paused. ‘You accept this?’

      And, from some great distance, she heard herself answer, ‘Yes.’

       CHAPTER SIX

      IT HAD just seemed a romantic thing to say on a beach, Cressy told herself as she drove home from the hospital. After all, they’d both known that their time together was going to be limited. That sooner or later the idyll would end, and she would fly back to real life.

      What she hadn’t foreseen was that it would indeed be much sooner.

      At first, as the sunlit days had passed, she’d felt she was living in a dream, or under a spell that Draco had cast around her.

      Most of her waking hours had been spent in his company, and even when she’d been asleep the image of him had never been far from her mind.

      The first part of the morning she’d usually spent alone. She’d assumed that Draco was out in his boat, fishing, but when she’d mentioned this to Yannis he’d shrugged and said, ‘I think he is at his house, Kyria Cressida. He is having some building done.’

      Cressy understood. A lot of local houses seemed to be built in instalments, the owners occupying the ground floor until they could afford to add further storeys.

      Draco had clearly made enough money to build another floor on to his, and if there was a vaguely troubling query at the back of her mind as to exactly where that money came from, she dismissed it. Nothing was allowed to impinge on her happiness.

      Sometimes she wondered wistfully whether she would ever be asked to see his house, but assumed it would never happen. These close-knit village communities might not be pleased to see one of their number with an anglitha, especially if he’d been earmarked for one of their daughters, she thought with a pang.

      Anyway, if Draco wished to keep his private life to himself, that was his concern. He would have to go on living here after she’d gone…

      She sighed. The realisation that her time in Greece was running out was causing her real pain.

      I didn’t really want to come here, she thought, grimacing. Now I don’t want to leave.

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