Strategy For Marriage. Margaret Way

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      “You don’t know him, do you?’ Josh asked as if he guessed her pitiful secret.

      “Pretty soon we’re going to get engaged,” Christy said briskly, wanting to see how he took it.

      The generous mouth dropped open. “Be serious.”

      “I am being serious,” she managed.

      “You’re not!” Now he gloated. “You don’t know him. He doesn’t come to the city that often. He has a cattle empire to run.”

      “I know!” Christy flaunted the knowledge. “He’s very rich.”

      “You don’t care about riches.”

      “I do now. It’s ironic, isn’t it? I’d say he has even more millions than your wife and mother-in-law put together.”

      “You’re bitter, aren’t you?” Josh accused her, his hazel eyes raking her face and body.

      “Get a grip, Josh,” she said, green eyes narrowing in contempt. “It’s okay you married your Callista. There’s a big wide world out there full of gorgeous men. Ashe McKinnon would have to be right up there at the top.”

      “You weren’t on the wedding list,” Josh pointed out aggressively. “You’re a fake, Christy. You don’t know him at all.” But on his own wedding day Josh’s voice cracked with jealousy.

      “How would you know?” Christy was finding his behaviour abominable. “It’s been weeks since I laid eyes on you. Now if you don’t mind I want to leave.”

      “When you’re McKinnon’s date?” He challenged her to stop.

      “I mean leave this room. You have me bailed up.” She stared at him in disgust, willing him out of the way.

      “No one will come in here, Christy,” he said as if to reassure her.

      “Oh, please. You’d better hope and pray not Ashe McKinnon. You could wind up dead. He’s very protective of his cousin.”

      “I can handle Callista.” He smiled tightly. “I had to talk to you, Christy. I have to see you later.”

      “Later?” Her eyes flashed angrily even while her voice rose in sheer disbelief. “Later you’re supposed to be on your honeymoon. Not renewing our relationship.”

      “How I wish it was you,” he admitted in a tone of deepest regret.

      “Go to hell.” She prised her fingers from his arm. “And I hope you stay there.”

      “Why are you doing this to me?” he groaned, his eyes curiously glazed. “I love you. You love me. Nothing can change that.” He reached, as though this time she would surrender and go into his arms.

      Instead the tall, powerful figure of Ashe McKinnon appeared in the open doorway. He fairly lunged into the room, looking as daunting as the devil, just as dangerous, and probably just as unlawful.

      “This has to be the most stupid thing you’ve ever done, Deakin,” he rasped, eyes like black diamonds. “Get away from him.” He turned on Christy, grinding out the order.

      Giving orders was a tendency in dangerous creatures, she thought, instantly obeying.

      “Hasn’t it crossed your arrogant mind that’s what I’m trying to do?” The decided edge in her voice matched his own.

      “I told you to stay with me,” he reminded her, not taking his eyes off the errant bridegroom who had taken cover of sorts behind an armchair.

      “And you really thought I was going to obey? What sort of woman do you think I am?” Christy fired, embarrassed beyond words.

      “An idiot to begin with,” he informed her shortly. “Come over here to me.”

      She knew better than to rile him further.

      “What are we going to do with you, Deakin?” Ashe felt like slamming Callista’s brand-new husband against a wall. “My family is very important to me.” And in all honesty he was seething at the sight of Miss Parker near wrapped in Deakin’s arms.

      “It wasn’t what you think.” The panic-stricken Josh assumed a look of deep apology. Tangling with the cattle baron would be like tangling with a charging rhino. “It’s the same old story. You must know it, Ashe.” His mobile features took on a man-to-man expression. “Christy and I had a little fling but when I told her it was over she wouldn’t let go. Women are like that.”

      She had never known this man, Christy thought, gazing at him with a mixture of dismay and pain.

      “You really think I’m going to swallow that?” Ashe near choked, he was so angry. He couldn’t, absolutely couldn’t, relate to this guy. What in the name of God did Callista and this girl, Christy, see in him? He was ninety-five per cent toxic waste.

      “It’s true.” Christy picked that moment to be utterly selfless. Not for Josh. Sometime in the future Josh would get his comeuppance. But for Callista. She had no desire to hurt Callista. Callista was just another woman who thought herself deeply in love with a man she couldn’t see clearly. “I came here to tempt him.”

      “What rot!” Ashe bridled afresh. “About as good as it gets.” He studied Christy with contemptuous eyes. “You’re trying to save his worthless skin.”

      “Your cousin Callista doesn’t deserve this. She’s the innocent party. I owe her something. The question I ask myself now is why did you, astute old you, let her marry him?”

      Ashe’s dynamic face mirrored his frustration. “The fact is Callista is nearly thirty years old.” He rounded on Christy, his anger abruptly abating when he saw how pale she was. Her eyes were enormous, a dead give-away she was deeply disturbed.

      “Get the hell out of here, Deakin,” Ashe ordered, his voice cracking like a whip. “Your playing around with other women ends today. If I hear one word…!”

      “I’m going to be the best husband ever,” Josh proclaimed like a professional con man, looking Ashe in the eyes.

      “You’d better be, my man.” Ashe nodded, his expression grim.

      “I love Callista,” Josh poured it on while Ashe McKinnon threw back his dark head and roared.

      “I have grave misgivings about that. You’re dirt.”

      The rest of Josh’s words dried up. Hastily he crossed to the door, pausing a moment from its relative safety. “As far as I’m concerned Christy is the culprit here. Ex-girlfriends aren’t supposed to gatecrash a man’s wedding.”

      Ashe swore beneath his breath in a near ecstasy of anger. “Get out of here.” The attitude of his body suggesting a panther about to spring into action.

      Josh wasn’t entirely insane. With one last aggrieved look he took to his heels.

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