going
to happen with us.”
Sally grinned. “You remember Natalie Blackstone?”
“Yes. Why?”
“She was at the cancer fundraiser I attended. Remember I
went alone because you had a bad cold?”
Nicole nodded.
“Well, I heard her talking to one of her friends about Ashton.”
“You mean you eavesdropped.”
“Do you want to hear it or not?”
“No.”
“She wants him back into her bed.”
“They were lovers?”
“Yes. I would bet my favorite Christian Louboutin’s and my newest pair of Jimmy Choo’s that he’s a fabulous lover.” Sally watched her closely but Nicole ignored the curious glint. “Of course, the word on the streets is that once Ashton finishes with a woman he doesn’t go back.”
“I’ve never seen them together.” An odd pain tugged at her
heart.
Nicole had never been formally introduced to Natalie
Blackstone, but she’d seen her at events around Dallas through the years. She
was money, beauty, and brains rolled into one perfect package. A lawyer, along
with her brothers, at their father’s prestigious law firm, she was exactly Ashton’s
type, tall, slender, blonde, brains and…oozing sex. How could she compete with
that? Whoa! What in the hell was she thinking? There was no competition.
Anyway, she and Ashton were oil and water. They don’t mix. You mixed very
well last night . She squirmed at the thought.
“Everyone knows that Natalie has had her eye on Ashton for
years. She’s never been able to rope him in until a few months ago. According
to what I overheard, they were only an item for a very short period of time.
The rumor is that he turned to her during a vulnerable moment.”
“Oh, please. Ashton has never been vulnerable a day in his
life.”
“Well, I don’t know about that,” Sally said.
“Why are you telling me all this?”
“I believe he’s been waiting for you to notice him.”
Nicole laughed harshly. “You’re crazy. Besides I don’t want
to date, have a relationship with him or anything else.”
“But—”
“Sally, stop.” She shut the suitcase and set it alongside
the other one. “I’m ready. I don’t want to miss my flight.”
Sally looked around the bedroom. “You sure you have
everything?’
“Yes.” She picked up one of the suitcases and headed to the
door. “Grab the other for me, Sal.”
Sally said, “I don’t care what you say, I know you like
him.”
Nicole didn’t answer because she was afraid Sally might be
right.
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Ashton waited a couple hours after Nicole snuck out of his house that Sunday morning to contact her. He wanted to give her time to accept what had happened between them. It had been a huge mistake on his part, not one he would make again.
Now three weeks later, he still couldn’t reach her. He’d called
her house, cellphone and it all went to voice mail.
Since Nicole wouldn’t respond to his texts, He’d driven to her small Cape Cod house, unannounced, but she hadn’t been there. And his arrival at her aunt’s house had been met with raised eyebrows.
He was informed by the housekeeper that the mistress of the
house was on a cruise and wouldn’t return for three months. In an agitated
state, he let the woman know he wasn’t looking for the owner of the house but
Nicole.
The housekeeper’s look of surprise at his inquiry hadn’t been lost on him. He waited patiently, or as much as he could muster, before he again inquired as to Nicole whereabouts. Finally, stuttering, the woman had informed him Nicole was out of town taking care of some family business. Before the flustered woman continued he walked away.
She was running and he would be damned if he would let her.
He impatiently rang the doorbell. It was opened immediately. He stepped through the door not waiting for an invitation. “Sarah.”
“The name is Sally, Mr. Sinclair.”
She always called him Mr. Sinclair and he hated it. At least
she did to his face. No telling what she called him behind his back.
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