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frustration
into the kiss he gave her. Her immediate, passionate response to
him soothed his nerves even more, whilst it made all his blood
shoot south and his smile was sinful when he finally broke the
kiss.
    “ On the contrary, your timing is
perfect.”
    ****
    Kitty looked from Alex towards his mother and
Irene. They both threw dagger looks at her, and she wondered what
she had walked into. Alex seemed as tense as a bowstring again, now
that he had mercifully let go of her after that kiss. Her lips
still tingled, and her libido was once again sitting up calling
“Come to Mama” . A completely inappropriate response,
considering the two pairs of eyes, drilling holes into her from
across the other side of the room.
    “ Urm, I— ” Oh bother . That
bedroom voice would never do, even if it made Alex chuckle behind
her. “I was just stopping by to drop these off.” Marginally better
imitation of her normal voice. Kitty had to smile looking at Irene.
If that woman’s eyebrows rose any higher, she could take
off.
    “ Have you forgotten that I’m
cooking you dinner?”
    Alex pulled her against him, his arms round
her waist, his mouth nuzzling her neck. What was he doing? Oh,
oh shoot.
    “ Dinner?” she managed to moan, as
all her female senses sprang to the alert, and her breathing sped
up against her will. Alex’s teeth nibbled at her earlobe, his hot
breath making the hair on her neck stand up, sensual awareness
trickling down her spine.
    Think Maggie, think Maggie, think Maggie.
His mother is over there, for cripes’ sakes. Ah that's better,
picturing Margaret Thatcher in a thong work s every time.
    “ Oh for pity’s sake, Alex, put the
woman down. This conversation is not over, not by a long
shot.” And Stella marched past Alex and Kitty with a furious glance
at her, Irene in hot pursuit. Kitty was stunned to see the tears in
the other woman’s eyes.
    Alex’s deep sigh spoke volumes as he murmured
to her retreating back.
    “ I didn’t think for one minute it
was, Mamma.”
     
     

Chapter Nine
     
    Alex shut the door a bit too forcefully, and
Kitty swallowed at the expression on his face when he turned round
and advanced towards her.
    “ Urm, Alex.” She put one hand up in
a vain effort to stop him, but he simply pulled her into his body
and with a groan buried his face in her hair. Kitty squirmed to put
some distance between them, but froze when his deep voice mumbled
into her hair.
    “ Just let me hold you, Kitty,
please.”
    Oh hell, there was a world of hurt in that
voice of his. How could she deny him this? Her arms went round his
waist, and she held him close.
    “ What’s wrong, Alex? I mean apart
from the funeral. What did I walk in on just then?”
    Alex tensed before he let go of her. “You
don’t want to know, trust me.” He ran one hand through his hair and
walked over to the open plan kitchen.
    “ I forget my manners. Would you
like some coffee? I made a fresh pot just before my mother turned
up.”
    Kitty looked at the glass, next to the
half-empty brandy bottle on the counter that separated the kitchen
from the living room. Yeah, it really looked as though he had been
drinking coffee. Something was very wrong here.
    “ I don’t want coffee. I want
answers, Alex. What’s going on? Why were you arguing like that with
your mother? And what is the deal with Irene?”
    Alex poured himself another glass of brandy,
his face grim. She thought he wasn’t going to answer her, but he
looked up, his blue eyes searching her face.
    “ How long have you got?”
    Kitty looked at the solemn expression on his
face and suddenly knew exactly what she had to do. “Give me a
minute to get someone to pick up Noah for me, and I’m all
yours.”
    ****
    Alex knocked the brandy down in one go. All
his, was she? If only that were true. But she was here, and she
was making arrangements to have Noah looked after. She was so damn
hot in the prim-and-proper skirt and blouse that she wore to
school. Just