‘You’re wrong. And if you really knew me, you’d know I’m incapable of loving a man who is married to another woman.’ Her voice and hands were shaking. ‘You have a wife. A family.’
‘I’ll work something out.’
‘Did you really just say that to me?’ Lily stared at him, appalled. ‘A family is not disposable. You don’t come and go as it suits you, nor do you “work something out”. You stick by them through thick and thin.’ Disgusted and disillusioned, she tried to step past him but he caught her arm.
‘You don’t understand. Things are tough right now.’
‘I don’t care.’ She dug her fingers into clammy palms. Knowing that her response was deeply personal, she looked away. ‘A real man doesn’t walk away when things get tough.’
‘You’re forgetting how good it was between us.’
‘And you’re forgetting the promises you made.’ She dragged her arm out of his grip. ‘Go back to your wife.’
He glanced over her shoulder towards Nik. ‘I never thought you were the sort to be turned on by money, but obviously I was wrong. I hope you know what you’re doing because all that man will ever give you is one night. A man like him is only interested in sex.’
‘What did you say?’ Lily stared at him and then turned her head to look at Nik. The sick feeling in her stomach eased and her spirits lifted. ‘You’re right. Thank you so much.’
‘For making you realise he’s wrong for you?’
‘For making me realise he’s perfect. Now stop looking down the front of my dress and go home to your wife and kids.’ With that, she stalked past him and spotted the reporter who had asked her identity on the way in. ‘Lily,’ she said clearly. ‘Lily Rose. That’s my name. And yes, Rose is my second name.’
Then she turned and stalked back into the museum, straight up to Nik, who was deep in conversation with two important-looking men in suits.
All talk ceased as Lily walked up to him, her heels making the same rhythmic tapping sound that Christina’s had earlier in the evening. She decided heels were her new favourite thing for illustrating mood. ‘What time is that restaurant reservation?’
He didn’t miss a beat. ‘Nine o’clock.’
‘Then we should leave, because we don’t want to be late.’ She stood on tiptoe and planted a kiss firmly on his mouth. ‘And just so that you know, whatever you’re planning on doing with the dress, I’m keeping the shoes.’
CHAPTER THREE
THE ATHENA WAS situated on the edge of town, on a hill overlooking Souda Bay with the White Mountains dominating the horizon behind them.
Still on a high after her confrontation with David, Lily sailed into the restaurant feeling like royalty. ‘You have no idea how good it felt to tell David to go home to his wife. I felt like punching the air. You see what a few hours in your company has done for me? I’m already transformed. Your icy control and lack of emotional engagement is contagious.’
Nik guided her to his favourite table, tucked away behind a discreet screen of vines. ‘You certainly showed the guy what he was missing.’
Lily frowned. ‘I didn’t want to show him what he was missing. I wanted him to learn a lesson and never lie or cheat again. I wanted him to think of his poor wife. Marriage should be for ever. No cheating. Mess around as much as you like before if that’s what you want, but once you’ve made that commitment, that’s it. Don’t you agree?’
‘Definitely. Which is why I’ve never made that commitment,’ he said dryly. ‘I’m still at the “messing around” stage and I expect to stay firmly trapped in that stage for the rest of my life.’
‘You don’t want a family? We’re very different. It’s brilliant.’ She smiled at him and his eyes narrowed.
‘Why is that brilliant?’
‘Because you’re completely and utterly wrong for me. We don’t want the same things.’
‘I’m relieved to hear it.’ He leaned back in his chair. ‘I hardly dare ask what you want.’
She hesitated. ‘Someone like you will think I’m a ridiculous romantic.’
‘Tell me.’
She dragged her gaze from his and looked over the tumbling bougainvillea to the sea beyond. Was she a ridiculous romantic?
Was she setting herself unachievable goals?
Seduced by the warmth of his gaze and the beauty of the spectacular sunset, she told the truth. ‘I want the whole fairy tale.’