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Brand of Possession

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Stacy grimaced, beginning to unpeel the figure-hugging dress from her own tired limbs. ‘I’m not surprised, having to let him paw you all over like that.’

Juliet grinned. ‘Oh, I didn’t mind that. It was all that hay, I have an allergy to it.’

‘And I have an allergy to Paul Forbes.’ Stacy stepped out of the dress completely, clothed now in only a pair of minute briefs. ‘Thank God I don’t have to let him touch me!’ she shuddered at the thought, going through to the adjoining bathroom to run the water for her shower.

Juliet followed her. ‘But you have the rape scene,’ she shouted above the roar of the water. ‘And you can bet your life on it that Paul Forbes will want that to be very explicit!’

‘Then he can damn well want,’ Stacy said sharply. ‘Even if I were staying I wouldn’t allow him to do more than give a token show of rape.’

‘Yes, but you know him, he—If you were staying?’

‘I shall be leaving tomorrow, Juliet,’ Stacy said with a sigh, explaining her reasons. ‘I’m afraid he’s picked on the wrong girl for his next affair,’ she added. ‘He just sickens me.’

Juliet nodded. ‘At forty-three I think he’s rather disgusting to want someone of nineteen.’ She patted her own glowing curls. ‘I’m much more his age,’ she teased.

‘Juliet!’ Stacy couldn’t help laughing. ‘You don’t really like him?’

‘Well … Let’s just say that it wasn’t all acting today. I could have quite enjoyed it if it hadn’t been for that hay.’

Stacy stepped under the water, soaping her body. ‘Shame!’ she taunted lightly. ‘Rather you than me.’ She rinsed herself before turning off the shower and stepping out into the towel Juliet held out to her. ‘Now, I’ve just been accosted by what I would call a real man—and I do mean real.’

‘Well, don’t keep him all to yourself. Who was he? Where is he?’

Stacy laughed softly. ‘By this time he should be upstairs with his employer, Jake Weston.’

‘So, what’s he like?’

‘Tall, dark, handsome, very muscular, arrogant, experienced—very experienced, I would say.’

‘He sounds dreamy.’

‘Oh, he is.’ In fact Stacy was surprised at the impression the man had made on her. She could still remember the cynical twist to that firm mouth and the taunting mockery of his deep blue eyes. ‘A little overpowering, but definitely dreamy.’

‘What’s his name?’ Juliet sat back on the bed, her chin resting on her denim-clad knees.

That brought Stacy up with a start. ‘Do you know, I have no idea. He didn’t say and I didn’t think to ask,’ although after the way she had refused to tell him her name she doubted he would be any more forthcoming.

‘Bowled over by his charm?’

She smiled, taking her gown for the evening off the rack in the wardrobe. ‘Not exactly. I didn’t say he was charming.’

‘Oh, I see. So he doesn’t have charm to go with all these other attributes?’

‘I think he could have, I just didn’t see any evidence of it. Are you going to the party tonight? I could show him to you then, he’s bound to be there.’

‘Oh, I’m going. With him and Paul Forbes in attendance I wouldn’t miss it for anything.’

Stacy laughed. ‘No one seems at all interested in meeting the famous author.’

‘Oh, I want to meet him too. He’s such a mystery man that I just have to know what he looks like. He’s never photographed, you know, not even for the back of his books, he guards his privacy with fanatic intensity.’

Stacy nodded. ‘I think the man I met just now may have been a sort of bodyguard. He certainly had the physique for it. But from what I can gather Mr Weston isn’t worth photographing. I suggested to this other chap that he was short, fat and bald, and he didn’t deny it.’

‘Not very loyal of him.’

‘How can he deny it if it’s the truth?’

‘Mm,’ Juliet reluctantly agreed. ‘And here was I hoping he guarded his privacy because he’s so good-looking.’



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