Chapters (47)
- Epigraph
- Chapter 1
- Chapter 2
- Chapter 3
- Chapter 4
- Chapter 5
- Chapter 6
- Chapter 7
- Chapter 8
- Chapter 9
- Chapter 10
- Chapter 11
- Chapter 12
- Chapter 13
- Chapter 14
- Chapter 15
- Chapter 16
- Chapter 17
- Chapter 18
- Chapter 19
- Chapter 20
- Chapter 21
- Chapter 22
- Chapter 23
- Chapter 24
- Chapter 25
- Chapter 26
- Chapter 27
- Chapter 28
- Chapter 29
- Chapter 30
- Chapter 31
- Chapter 32
- Chapter 33
- Chapter 34
- Chapter 35
- Chapter 36
- Chapter 37
- Chapter 38
- Chapter 39
- Chapter 40
- Epilogue
- Acknowledgements
- About the Author
- By the Same Author
- Copyright
- About the Publisher
In spite of herself, Carol began to feel the sheer animal pleasure of his body against hers. There was a thrill in the power of his desire for her, no escaping it. But there was no way she could afford to yield. She was a cop, she reminded herself. Everything would be wasted if she let him seduce her. Besides, she wasn’t about to do anything she would be ashamed of telling Tony. ‘I’m not scared,’ she said. ‘I’m just not sure.’
‘I’ll make you sure,’ he said, backing her into the living room and running both hands down her back to her buttocks.
Carol saw her chance and managed to slip out from under his grasp. She took a couple of swift steps away from him. ‘This is too sudden,’ she protested. Tadeusz stared wildly at her, his hair awry. God, he’s gorgeous. The very thought felt like treachery.
‘Please, Caroline,’ he said, his voice cracking. ‘I know you want me. We were both hot for each other last night. But if you won’t trust yourself to make love with me when you want to, why should I believe you’re someone I can trust in business? What’s the big deal? We’re both adults. We want to fuck each other’s brains out. It’s not like either of us has anybody else, is it? There’s no question of infidelity. Just two people going crazy with desire.’
What was the right answer? Carol struggled to find something that would make sense to him, that would keep the deal alive while preserving her position. ‘I can’t explain,’ she said. ‘I just need some time, that’s all.’ He took a step towards her and she retreated. ‘Please, Tadzio,’ she added, trying for her most appealing smile.
He closed in on her, and suddenly she had nowhere left to go. Backed up against the wall, she was in his arms again. Again he was kissing her, the weight of his body keeping her pinned in place. He ran a hand over her breast, gently squeezing her nipple. She felt it harden involuntarily. ‘You see?’ he gasped. ‘Your body knows the answer.’ His hand moved downwards, sliding over her stomach.
Carol summoned up all her strength and pushed, catching him off balance enough to escape again. She backed into the middle of the room. ‘This really isn’t the time, Tadzio.’
He turned to face her. Now there was no tenderness in his expression. His eyes had darkened, his brows lowered. ‘There’s never going to be a right time, is there, Carol?’ He delivered her name with a snarl.