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differently, or if you want a mix of styles within each grouping, repeated over several groups,’ Keira told Jay.
‘You’ll be able to see the overall plan more clearly when you see the scale model,’ Jay answered her. ‘Ultimately we intend to give people both the opportunity to work and live here, or to use it as a leisure facility. We plan to create a lake within walking distance of the development for leisure purposes, which together with the existing lake and hotel—as well, of course, as the attraction of the ancient city—will make this somewhere people want to come and visit, as well as live in. The hotel will be extended to include a facility for corporate entertaining, and we hope with irrigation to be able to source much of the food that will be needed for the new town and the visitors locally.’
Keira was stunned by the breadth of his vision. ‘It’s a very ambitious project,’ was all she could find to say.
‘I’m a very ambitious man,’ he told her.
And a very sexy man. An unnervingly charismatic and sensually disturbing man. Surely it wasn’t possible for the space inside the vehicle to have become smaller, so that she was forced to be more aware of his physical presence as a man? It was the fault of the bright sunlight that she had to turn her head to avoid its glare, and was thus obliged to look at the way his hands held the steering wheel—as knowledgeably and masterfully as he had held her last night.
How had her thoughts managed to slip sideways into that forbidden place she knew they must not go? Keira wondered angrily. It was almost as though her own body was working against her in some way, trying to undermine her.
So what if he was sexy and charismatic and...and sensually disturbing? He was also cruel and unkind and arrogant, incapable of judging her fairly, and she would be a complete fool to let herself be caught in any kind of sexual attraction to him. But wasn’t the truth that she was already acutely aware of him as a man?
Keira could feel her heart thumping. She must not give in to this unfamiliar and unwanted vulnerability.
‘There’s a fabric designer whose fabrics might work well here,’ she told Jay, putting aside her personal concerns to focus on her work. ‘He might be prepared to design and produce some fabrics specifically to order for us. What I’m thinking of is using the hot colours India is famous for, but in a more modern way—stripes and checks, perhaps, in thick hessian and slubbed linen, coarse cottons rather than sheer silks. Fabrics that have a modern appeal to them but still an Indian feel. We could have light fittings in coloured mosaic glass, but in modern shapes.’
Her own imagination was taking fire now, leaping ahead of her, illuminating the way just as the mosaic glass lanterns she was visualising would illuminate the cool shadows of enclosed courtyard gardens and rooms.
The fabrics she was envisaging would work just as well with modern pared-down minimalist furniture in plastic and chrome as they would with more ornate traditional things.
She was as fiercely passionate about her work as he was, Jay recognised reluctantly. He didn’t want to acknowledge that they shared a certain mind-set, he didn’t want to find that he admired her professionalism, and he certainly didn’t want to have to admit even to himself that he had actually enjoyed talking to her about his vision for the future of this development because he had sensed that, unlike so many other women he had known, she was genuinely interested in what he was doing.
Instead he focused on the sensuality of the way she talked about her work. It was like watching an image come to life, her passion illuminating her expression. The same way she herself would come to life in his arms in the heat of passion, offering him her body and her pleasure, inciting him to take it and to take her, exciting and denying him until he was driven to possess her in every way imaginable.
His body
‘You’ll be able to see the overall plan more clearly when you see the scale model,’ Jay answered her. ‘Ultimately we intend to give people both the opportunity to work and live here, or to use it as a leisure facility. We plan to create a lake within walking distance of the development for leisure purposes, which together with the existing lake and hotel—as well, of course, as the attraction of the ancient city—will make this somewhere people want to come and visit, as well as live in. The hotel will be extended to include a facility for corporate entertaining, and we hope with irrigation to be able to source much of the food that will be needed for the new town and the visitors locally.’
Keira was stunned by the breadth of his vision. ‘It’s a very ambitious project,’ was all she could find to say.
‘I’m a very ambitious man,’ he told her.
And a very sexy man. An unnervingly charismatic and sensually disturbing man. Surely it wasn’t possible for the space inside the vehicle to have become smaller, so that she was forced to be more aware of his physical presence as a man? It was the fault of the bright sunlight that she had to turn her head to avoid its glare, and was thus obliged to look at the way his hands held the steering wheel—as knowledgeably and masterfully as he had held her last night.
How had her thoughts managed to slip sideways into that forbidden place she knew they must not go? Keira wondered angrily. It was almost as though her own body was working against her in some way, trying to undermine her.
So what if he was sexy and charismatic and...and sensually disturbing? He was also cruel and unkind and arrogant, incapable of judging her fairly, and she would be a complete fool to let herself be caught in any kind of sexual attraction to him. But wasn’t the truth that she was already acutely aware of him as a man?
Keira could feel her heart thumping. She must not give in to this unfamiliar and unwanted vulnerability.
‘There’s a fabric designer whose fabrics might work well here,’ she told Jay, putting aside her personal concerns to focus on her work. ‘He might be prepared to design and produce some fabrics specifically to order for us. What I’m thinking of is using the hot colours India is famous for, but in a more modern way—stripes and checks, perhaps, in thick hessian and slubbed linen, coarse cottons rather than sheer silks. Fabrics that have a modern appeal to them but still an Indian feel. We could have light fittings in coloured mosaic glass, but in modern shapes.’
Her own imagination was taking fire now, leaping ahead of her, illuminating the way just as the mosaic glass lanterns she was visualising would illuminate the cool shadows of enclosed courtyard gardens and rooms.
The fabrics she was envisaging would work just as well with modern pared-down minimalist furniture in plastic and chrome as they would with more ornate traditional things.
She was as fiercely passionate about her work as he was, Jay recognised reluctantly. He didn’t want to acknowledge that they shared a certain mind-set, he didn’t want to find that he admired her professionalism, and he certainly didn’t want to have to admit even to himself that he had actually enjoyed talking to her about his vision for the future of this development because he had sensed that, unlike so many other women he had known, she was genuinely interested in what he was doing.
Instead he focused on the sensuality of the way she talked about her work. It was like watching an image come to life, her passion illuminating her expression. The same way she herself would come to life in his arms in the heat of passion, offering him her body and her pleasure, inciting him to take it and to take her, exciting and denying him until he was driven to possess her in every way imaginable.
His body
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