Second Chance with the Millionaire

‘I swore I didn’t want anything else to do with you, that I was better off without you… but none of it worked. And then, when your uncle got in touch with me to tell me about the baby…’

He saw her start of shock and smiled grimly.

‘Apparently he got my number from Patterson, and he told me everything; everything apart from the fact that you loved me, that is. You were carrying my child… That made you both my responsibility. I knew then what I was going to do. I told myself I was only marrying you because of the baby, but I knew damn well that wasn’t it. It was no accident that I was at the Manor that morning. I’d flown over the night before determined not to let you out of my sight until you’d agreed to marry me. Believe me, Lucy, if it hadn’t been for Harry’s illness you’d have been back in my arms before dawn that morning, hearing how much I loved and wanted you.’

It was said with too much conviction to be a lie, and anyway what would be the point?

‘You really love me?’

She said it uncertainly, like a child promised something so magnificent that it hardly dared believe the promise was real.

‘You’d better believe it,’ Saul told her wryly. ‘I’m surprised you haven’t already heard as much from my mother. I told her a long time ago that I’d found the girl I wanted to spend my life with.’

‘A long time ago?’ Her eyebrows lifted as she teased him. ‘We’ve only known each other a few months.’

‘Correction,’ Saul whispered against her mouth, ‘I knew you twelve years ago.’

He felt the shock of surprise ripple through her body.

‘I fell pretty hard for you that summer, Lucy, and though what I felt faded over the years, it never went away completely. When your father died and I knew I’d inherited, I was in two minds about coming over. I told myself it was safer not to, but I couldn’t forget that all those years ago I’d sensed that beneath the teenage disdain you’d shown me was someone very different. And then I heard from Patterson about what your father had done to the estate, and I told myself I was wrong after all… But still I had to come and find out for myself.’

There would be time later to tell him the truth about Oliver. Right now all she wanted was to be held like this in his arms, his mouth moving with tantalising slowness over her skin, his hands sliding the silk of her nightdress from her body, his earlier urgency gone as he started to make love to her with a slow languor that her body loved.

‘Let’s start again,’ he murmured against her mouth, teasing it with small biting kisses. ‘Right from the moment when we walked into my bedroom.’

He tensed as Lucy shook her head, levering himself away from her body slightly. Her heart jolted against her ribs as she saw the uncertainty in his eyes and knew his vulnerability.

‘If we do that I’ll be losing my most treasured memories,’ she told him softly. ‘Not to mention this.’ She patted her stomach, her breath suspended as she saw his eyes darken and burn with passion.

‘If you say so.’ His voice was thick and slurred. ‘But I’ll give you other memories, Lucy, lots and lots of them.’

‘I thought you were angry because I was a virgin,’ she told him dreamily, gasping softly as his mouth slid down her throat, teasing the tender skin. ‘That you felt it trapped you into a more serious relationship than you’d wanted.’

‘No… If I seemed angry it was because I felt you must really love Summers so much that you hadn’t been able to give yourself to anyone else. I knew he didn’t love you, you see, and I thought you’d decided that I would be as good a substitute as anyone… That when I touched and caressed you, you were thinking of him.’

His mouth had found her breast and was caressing the swollen, wanton peak with a skill that threatened to drive her out of her mind.

Shudders of pleasure rippled through her, languor forgotten in the swift upsurge of desire, her body abandoning restraint as it moved eagerly against Saul’s, inviting his possession.

Later, their bodies sleepily entwined, they talked with the freedom that only lovers know, sleeping and then waking in the brilliant early morning sunlight to make love again.

‘I could stay here like this all day,’ Lucy murmured happily, her lips caressing the smooth skin of his shoulder.

‘I only wish we could.’ Saul’s smile was rueful. ‘I thought by staying with my parents, I was removing myself from temptation. I fully intended to be out of here this morning long before you woke up, but I hadn’t allowed for the effect on my will-power of having you cuddle into my arms and wrap yourself round my body.’