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to rise within her. He would never
leave her at the altar. He’d only done that before because Cathryn had been so
awful to him.
    “I’d better go,” he said.
    Something was definitely wrong. She closed
her eyes and tried to envisage him in her arms, in her bed, but that only made
her heart race even faster at the thought of what could go awry in that area. “Is
everything all right, Dex? Only you sound…odd.”
     “I’m fine,” he said. “I’ll ring you
tonight.” He hung up.
    She stared at the phone, flipped it shut and
then banged the steering wheel. She’d annoyed him with her questions. He was
nervous and anxious, just like she was. Why did she have to blow everything out
of proportion?
    And why was she so worried about the bloody
wedding night? She wasn’t a virgin, for crying out loud. Saturday was going to
be wonderful, the culmination of a year of longing, a blissful coming together
of two souls who were meant to be together. Ian had called her bad in bed
because he wanted to hurt her—it didn’t mean anything. Dex loved her—it didn’t
matter if she hadn’t swung from the chandeliers or didn’t know the Kama Sutra
inside out. Just being together was going to be fabulous. Nothing was going to
go wrong.
    She bit her lip. Please God, don’t let
anything go wrong.
     
     

Chapter Nine
    Dex slipped the phone back into his pocket
and walked across the café to the table where he’d left Cathryn nursing a
latte. He pulled the chair out and sat, conscious of her watching him, and leaned
back, putting as much distance between them as he could.
    Honey’s call had unsettled him. He hated
lying to her. Well, he hadn’t lied because she hadn’t asked where he was and
who he was with, but he hadn’t been open either. He hadn’t said, “By the way, my
ex came to see me and we’re just having a chat.” He hadn’t told Honey because
he knew it was wrong and it would upset her. So what the hell was he doing here?
    He wished he’d walked away when he saw Cathryn
standing by the car, but his instinct to get her away from his hometown had
overrode his natural caution at being within ten feet of her. He’d driven to a café
on the state highway some fifteen minutes from Kerikeri, but now it didn’t seem
far enough. He should have driven to Australia.
    His heart thudded at twice its normal pace
as he wondered what she was doing there. Her letter had been brief, had just
said that she’d be in the area and had thought of popping into the station to
see him. How had she found out where he was? He hadn’t told her where he was
going when he’d left Wellington.
    He wondered if she’d heard he was getting
married. Had she come to ruin it? He wouldn’t put it past her. She was smart,
beautiful and sexy, but she had a mean streak he had been on the receiving end
of too many times to doubt her ability to drop a bombshell should the need
arise.
    She smiled at him over the rim of her
coffee cup, the naughty twinkle in her eye that he remembered so well suddenly appearing.
“Relax, sweetie. I don’t have an axe hidden in my handbag or anything. I’m not
here for revenge.”
    He said nothing, turning a packet of sugar
over and over in his fingers. He wasn’t willing to believe it just because she
said so.
    She sipped her coffee, looking across the
room and out of the window to the road as she did so, watching the logging
lorries and numerous cars trundling past. He took the opportunity to study her,
to see how she had changed over the past two years. She was still shockingly
beautiful. Her dark hair was longer, shiny, bouncing around her shoulders.
She’d put on a little weight but it suited her, filling out her figure, and
she’d lost the haunted, gaunt look she’d had near the end, when things had got
so bad between them. There was no evidence of the hatred, the madness that had
seemed to overtake her that last time they’d met, when she’d screamed until her
voice was hoarse, the razor in her hand,