The Dare Collection December 2019. Clare Connelly
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Название: The Dare Collection December 2019
Автор: Clare Connelly
Издательство: HarperCollins
Жанр: Короткие любовные романы
Серия: Mills & Boon e-Book Collections
isbn: 9780008900618
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‘I know.’ I pull the coffee from the machine and cup it in my hands. I keep my back propped against the kitchen bench. I hope it looks nonchalant. I hope I seem better than I feel.
‘Come back to bed.’
My heart groans. ‘I can’t.’
‘Why?’
I swallow, focussing on the black liquid inside my cup. ‘Because we said this would be the end. And I have to go.’
I don’t think the stilted statements make much sense, and this is confirmed when I lift my attention to his face. ‘Stay.’
‘A few more hours?’
‘No.’ He frowns. ‘I don’t have to be in England until New Year’s Eve. Spend Christmas with me.’
I feel as if I’m being stretched on the rack. ‘What?’
‘A week’s extension on our original deal?’ His tone is teasing.
Something shifts in my chest, something painful. ‘Why?’
He shrugs his shoulders casually. ‘Why not?’
My knees tremble. Fire spits through my veins. It’s so close to what I want, but, now that I understand how I feel, being with Nicholas for another night—let alone seven—would just be too hard.
‘Because, I can’t.’
His expression is sceptical. I draw in a deep breath. ‘I have to get back to my normal life,’ I say emphatically—my normal life is my lifeline. It’s the talisman for who I used to be. ‘I have the Christmas drive for Chance, and the Christmas lunch I do every year.’ I bite down on my lip, looking away from him because I can’t bear to look into his eyes for another moment. ‘I can’t.’
The last word wobbles a little. I sip the coffee to stave off some kind of emotional scene.
‘One more week.’
‘No.’ I am emphatic. I speak as if my life depends on it, and in many ways it does.
He’s quiet a moment. ‘I don’t understand. Last night was…amazing. You’re saying you don’t want more of this?’
‘We said a month,’ I murmur. ‘We were clear about this. The Christmas benefit was to be the end.’
‘And that’s what you want?’
I open my mouth to say something, but what can I say? That yes, I want more. I want too much more. How did this happen? The club and Chance have been my total priority for so long and I would have sworn they always would be, but now there’s something—someone—else who matters just as much, and despite the fact I swore this would be fun and casual and no-strings, despite the fact I initially loved the boundaries we put in place, I want to push against them now. I’m in love with him, and I know he doesn’t love me back, but, God, I can’t ignore how I feel.
‘Damn it, Imogen, it was an arbitrary line in the sand you decided on. Why can’t we shift it by one fucking week?’
His anger sparks my own. I can no longer control my feelings, my rawness. ‘Because a week isn’t nearly enough, Nicholas. I don’t want just one more week with you. I want a lifetime, okay?’
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