Fear Of Love. Carole Mortimer
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Название: Fear Of Love
Автор: Carole Mortimer
Издательство: HarperCollins
Жанр: Современные любовные романы
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‘Oh, I’m sure we could manage to find him a few things,’ Alexandra teased.
‘I’ll have those things anyway, it will give me something to do.’
‘I nearly forgot,’ Alexandra looked through her handbag. ‘I picked up some books for you this morning.’
‘Oh lovely,’ Gail smiled her thanks.
‘Right, well, I’ll be on my way.’
‘Can you tell Dominic I’ll call him tonight?’ Trevor requested of her. ‘I’m not sure what time.’
‘I’ll tell him.’ If she saw him! So far today she hadn’t set eyes on him. ‘See you both tomorrow.’
She went straight into the lounge when she reached the house, coming to an abrupt halt as she found her host sitting in there reading the newspaper. ‘Hello,’ she said curtly.
‘Hi.’ He didn’t put down the newspaper.
‘I understand you went to see Gail this morning.’
He nodded absently. ‘That’s right.’
‘I thought you were taking me with you when you went.’
Dominic slowly lowered the newspaper, his eyes sliding insolently over her as she stood a few feet away from him.
Alexandra shifted uncomfortably as his gaze rested on her slender hips in the skin-tight denims before slowly travelling up to her breasts clearly visible in the thin woollen sun-top she wore. His look was blatantly sexual and her cheeks coloured hotly at the question in his eyes.
‘I didn’t think you wanted to go anywhere with me,’ he said finally.
Alexandra dragged her eyes away from the sensuality of his mobile mouth. ‘I don’t, at least, not particularly. But I’m sure Gail thought it odd.’
He frowned. ‘You haven’t been worrying her again?’ The intimacy of his mood was dispelled as impatience took over.
‘No, I haven’t,’ she answered with her old fight. ‘But I didn’t tell her what a charming host you’re being either.’
‘Can I help it if I can’t get used to the idea of having an adolescent in my house twenty-four hours a day?’ he mocked. ‘I’m not used to having females around me day and night, this is basically a male household.’
‘I’m so sorry,’ she said sarcastically, dropping into an armchair. ‘I was under the impression that women were a primary factor in your life.’
‘When you’re a woman I’ll tell you about it,’ he told her dryly. ‘If you can be shocked by that tame scene I interrupted last night you’d be a hospital case if I went into all the details of just how important women are to me. But I want a woman about only when I want—well, use your imagination a little. Having a female in my home just to look at is a new experience.’
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