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she’d thought she
was in love with hadn’t even bothered to return her calls. Each
time she’d tried, she’d gotten the stonewall of various
receptionists and PA’s. Finally she’d given up. Fed up with being
rejected, abandoned, she’d grown a thick callus over her heart and
never let anyone in again. Until now.
    “Tired,” she
pretended to grouch, but a smile started to curve her lips as she
took in the sight of him. He was already getting ready for work,
crisp shirt unbuttoned over his chest, giving her a tantalising
glimpse of the hardened muscles there. She reached out to trail a
hand along the satin smooth skin, flicking his nipple gently,
careful not to move from her prone position on the bed. She’d been
ill with a stomach bug the last couple of days and the mornings had
been the worst, nausea hitting her as soon as she lifted her head.
Luckily it seemed to have worn off a little now but she didn’t want
to take chances.
    “Well, you’d be
fine if you’d get some sleep instead of keeping me up all night
woman!” He grinned down at her, capturing her hand and holding it
away from his chest. “And cut that out, or I won’t be going
anywhere!” he warned, his eyes alight with promise.
    “
Me?
Keep
you
awake? Yeah right, as I recall you were
the one that woke me up!” She squeaked in protest at his blatant
lie. He was insatiable. That she’d been worried he’d lost interest
in her the night of the party seemed preposterous now. In fact
since they’d gotten engaged, his sex drive seemed to have
increased. She shivered at the memories. Some of the things he’d
had her doing…
    “Well if you
weren’t so sexy I wouldn’t have needed to, ergo, your fault,” he
told her firmly, ending the argument with a swift, hard kiss before
he pushed away and stood up. “Now I really need to go, and stop
looking at me like than unless you want a repeat performance right
now.”
    She chuckled,
closing her eyes, as he left the bedroom in haste. “Coward!” He
didn’t answer, just chuckled, and shortly afterwards she heard the
front door close as he left.
    Zette got up
slowly, sitting on the edge of the bed for a moment. Immediately as
she lifted her head off the pillow, a fresh wave of nausea hit.
This was really beginning to annoy her now, not to mention washing
her out. The wedding was two weeks away, she couldn’t afford to be
ill at the moment. She had dress fittings and things to organise;
she just didn’t have the time to be sick.
    Sighing she
pushed herself to her feet, heading for the bathroom. She’d give it
a day or two and if she was still feeling ill, she’d go see the
doctor. Nothing was going to ruin her big day.

Chapter Five

    The church was
packed. Throngs of people, most of whom Zette didn’t recognise as
she peeked around the door at the back of the church, filled the
pews. When a few turned, eager to get a glimpse of the bride, she
ducked back behind the door.
    “Ready for
this?” a deep voice asked as she turned. Logan Fyre, impossibly
tall and handsome, stood waiting to escort her into the church.
JJ’s lawyer friend, she’d met him a couple of times since she and
JJ had got together.
    “Yeah…but a
little nervous,” she admitted as she moved to stand next to him,
sliding her hand onto his arm. He’d offered to give her away since
she had no family of her own. JJ had wanted to track down her
mother but she’d told him not to bother. She’d not seen Ariadne for
years, not since she was eighteen.
    True to form,
she’d tried to get in touch when Zette had made it to the big time.
There had been a few ‘pity me’ stories in the press. They’d stopped
after Zette’s lawyers had informed her in no uncertain terms that
if she continued then Zette would spill the whole story of her
abandoning her daughter; a story likely to completely blow the
‘ignored mother’ line out of the water. Unsurprisingly she hadn’t
heard a thing from Ariadne since.
    She was ready
though. More