The Aristocrat and the Single Mum. Michelle Douglas
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Название: The Aristocrat and the Single Mum
Автор: Michelle Douglas
Издательство: HarperCollins
Жанр: Современные любовные романы
isbn: 9781408909980
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‘Yes.’
But he was looking at her, not the boat. She tucked a non-existent strand of hair behind her ear self-consciously. ‘If you like, you could spend the day on the boat with me tomorrow.’
‘I’d like that. And Sunday?’
‘I’m working a half day this Sunday. I should be finished by two o’clock. I’m free in the evening.’
There was that sexy grin of his again. She scrambled to her feet before she could do something stupid—like kiss him again. ‘And now I have to meet with my accountant.’ She needed to get away, give herself a sensible talking-to.
They arranged to meet back at her office in a couple of hours and, although she did have a long overdue appointment with her accountant, although she knew she needed to give herself a darn good talking-to, she found her feet dragging as she walked away from Simon in holidaymaker mode.
CHAPTER THREE
SIMON couldn’t keep the anticipation out of his step as he turned into the arcade that led down to Kate’s office. On cue, as if she’d sensed him near, she stepped out of her door and locked it.
Desire fire-balled low down in his stomach. Immediately. Without giving him time to draw breath. He stopped and feasted his eyes on her and decided breathing didn’t matter. It’d kick in again when it needed to.
She was lovely. Utterly lovely. Blonde-haired and blue-eyed, lithe and strong. But it was more than how she looked. It was her essence, something innate to her, that drew him—the light in her eyes, the abandon with which she threw chips and turned cartwheels. He’d never seen the like in his life. Nobody had ever made him laugh so quickly and easily. Nobody had made him feel so accepted for who he was rather than what he was. Nobody had ever made him feel so alive.
Staying in her house, taking her out to dinner, was probably folly.
Of course it was folly.
Kate chose that moment to turn and when she saw him her whole face lit up. It made him feel ten feet tall. It made him want to sweep her up in his arms and kiss her again.
He didn’t. He said, ‘Did you have a good meeting with your accountant?’ instead.
Boring. Predictable. Felice would take him to task over his lack of imagination.
‘Yes, thank you.’ Kate didn’t take him to task for boringness or predictability. She smiled as if she appreciated his interest.
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