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tumbled down her throat. She held her fingertips to her temples.
Stop. Stop. Stop.
Every word peeled off part of the protective story she’d given herself. Her work was vital in saving a species from extinction. Her work kept a whole community alive. Very few people achieved their dream life. If she didn’t carry on her mother’s pioneering work, who would? She’d promised . . .
‘I do good work,’ she whispered.
‘And so do I.’
Blake pulled a disc from the shelf and placed it in her hand.
‘We export educational programs all over the world. This is an education package we developed for the Australian School of the Air.’
Sarah took the disc and quickly scanned the back blurb. It sounded impressive. ‘I suppose —’
‘I want to know about Daniel’s schooling.’
She shoved the DVD back into place with such force the plastic cover cracked. ‘You can’t barge into our lives and think you can take over.’
‘Barge?’ Blake took her around the waist and pulled her close. A flush of heat raced up her chest.
‘Sarah, I thought about you every day since you disappeared from my life.’
His body moulded with her own with such perfection, she couldn’t fight him. God, she wanted to believe him. But they were words. Just words. She placed her palms on his chest and pushed. Just words in a sea of inaction.
‘That was a lifetime ago. Things can never be like that again.’
‘Why not?’ he said, reaching for her again.
She stepped away and walked to the door.
‘We live and work on the other side of the world.’ She pointed in the direction she thought Brunei might lie.
And you broke my heart
. She couldn’t risk that again. She couldn’t risk Daniel’s happiness on this man she barely knew. The men in her life always left. She pulled on the door handle, but a sea of touch-screen technology prevented her escape. She pulled again and again at the door. Humiliation, hot and obvious, flushed her cheeks.
Blake walked slowly to her side. He reached across her, his arm brushing her breast. A tingle washed all the way to her toes. He hit a series of buttons on the screen embedded in the wall.
Click.
‘See,’ he said, stepping back and holding open the door. ‘Everyone needs a basic level of technological understanding to operate in this world.’
‘Your world.’ She held her head aloft and walked past him into the corridor.
‘Blake.’ A man in his early thirties hurried towards them. He looked like a stereotypical computer geek. All glasses, ruffled clothes and an intense but pleasant face. ‘There’s an issue . . .’ He glanced at Sarah. ‘We need you up on twelve.’
Sarah didn’t miss the anxiety etched around the man’s eyes.
‘Thanks, Tom,’ said Blake. ‘I’ll be there in five.’
Tom walked briskly back the way he’d come.
‘Sorry, business calls.’ Blake led her to the lift. ‘I’ll have some magazines, books and snacks delivered to the boardroom. Hopefully, I can take you out for lunch.’
‘You plan to keep us locked up all day?’
‘You haven’t given me much choice.’
‘What if I promised not to run again?’
The lift opened. He stood back to let her enter, then followed. He waited until the doors closed and pinned her with a look filled with disappointment.
‘You lied about staying at the Imperial Hotel in Brunei all those years ago. You lied by omission when you failed to mention I had a son.’
The lift doors opened and he walked out. She followed him, wanting to explain but coming up short. The steel doors slid shut like a guillotine behind her, as though confirming the magnitude of her guilt.
‘And this morning, you tried to disappear to the other side of the world, taking my son with you.’ He walked her to the door of the boardroom, where Daniel sat, still engrossed in his game.
‘It’s going to take more than a few words to ever trust you again. In fact, the three words that spring to mind are deceitful, dishonest and deceptive.’
Stop. Stop. Stop.
Every word peeled off part of the protective story she’d given herself. Her work was vital in saving a species from extinction. Her work kept a whole community alive. Very few people achieved their dream life. If she didn’t carry on her mother’s pioneering work, who would? She’d promised . . .
‘I do good work,’ she whispered.
‘And so do I.’
Blake pulled a disc from the shelf and placed it in her hand.
‘We export educational programs all over the world. This is an education package we developed for the Australian School of the Air.’
Sarah took the disc and quickly scanned the back blurb. It sounded impressive. ‘I suppose —’
‘I want to know about Daniel’s schooling.’
She shoved the DVD back into place with such force the plastic cover cracked. ‘You can’t barge into our lives and think you can take over.’
‘Barge?’ Blake took her around the waist and pulled her close. A flush of heat raced up her chest.
‘Sarah, I thought about you every day since you disappeared from my life.’
His body moulded with her own with such perfection, she couldn’t fight him. God, she wanted to believe him. But they were words. Just words. She placed her palms on his chest and pushed. Just words in a sea of inaction.
‘That was a lifetime ago. Things can never be like that again.’
‘Why not?’ he said, reaching for her again.
She stepped away and walked to the door.
‘We live and work on the other side of the world.’ She pointed in the direction she thought Brunei might lie.
And you broke my heart
. She couldn’t risk that again. She couldn’t risk Daniel’s happiness on this man she barely knew. The men in her life always left. She pulled on the door handle, but a sea of touch-screen technology prevented her escape. She pulled again and again at the door. Humiliation, hot and obvious, flushed her cheeks.
Blake walked slowly to her side. He reached across her, his arm brushing her breast. A tingle washed all the way to her toes. He hit a series of buttons on the screen embedded in the wall.
Click.
‘See,’ he said, stepping back and holding open the door. ‘Everyone needs a basic level of technological understanding to operate in this world.’
‘Your world.’ She held her head aloft and walked past him into the corridor.
‘Blake.’ A man in his early thirties hurried towards them. He looked like a stereotypical computer geek. All glasses, ruffled clothes and an intense but pleasant face. ‘There’s an issue . . .’ He glanced at Sarah. ‘We need you up on twelve.’
Sarah didn’t miss the anxiety etched around the man’s eyes.
‘Thanks, Tom,’ said Blake. ‘I’ll be there in five.’
Tom walked briskly back the way he’d come.
‘Sorry, business calls.’ Blake led her to the lift. ‘I’ll have some magazines, books and snacks delivered to the boardroom. Hopefully, I can take you out for lunch.’
‘You plan to keep us locked up all day?’
‘You haven’t given me much choice.’
‘What if I promised not to run again?’
The lift opened. He stood back to let her enter, then followed. He waited until the doors closed and pinned her with a look filled with disappointment.
‘You lied about staying at the Imperial Hotel in Brunei all those years ago. You lied by omission when you failed to mention I had a son.’
The lift doors opened and he walked out. She followed him, wanting to explain but coming up short. The steel doors slid shut like a guillotine behind her, as though confirming the magnitude of her guilt.
‘And this morning, you tried to disappear to the other side of the world, taking my son with you.’ He walked her to the door of the boardroom, where Daniel sat, still engrossed in his game.
‘It’s going to take more than a few words to ever trust you again. In fact, the three words that spring to mind are deceitful, dishonest and deceptive.’
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