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evident in his
voice.
When all she did was stand and wait, he gently prompted.
‘This is where you kiss me, one kiss bestowed upon your knight in shining armour
as we agreed.’
Lexie steeled herself, knowing he was making her give him the kiss rather than take
it just to emphasis the point. Stepping forward and reaching up she put her hands on his
shoulders and quickly planted a peck on his cheek, slightly rough now with the days
growth of stubble, even that brief contact was searing, hot and sexy. She’d intended to
step back quickly and escape through the shop door before he could object. Geth however
knew just what she intended and slipped his hand around her waist stopping her escape.
‘Now come on, that is not entirely in the spirit, is it?’
His voice was gently mocking as he moved his face close to hers.
‘Have dinner with me tomorrow and we will renegotiate.’
‘No.’
Her one word answer made him smile.
‘OK, then pay up nicely now,’ he rejoined as he lowered his head and claimed her
mouth.
Lexie tried to fight the kiss but it was as if she was drugged, it was all she could do
to keep any hold on her thoughts as his mouth moved against hers, gently coaxing until
she surrendered completely and moved in closer to his warmth. Geth felt it, her sweet lack
of resistance and wrapped his arms around her as he delved deeper into her soft open
mouth. Then suddenly he broke the kiss, not wanting to push her too far.
‘I have to go away on business for a couple of days, but I will pick you up Saturday
at eight, I know a nice little pub not far from here that will do quite nicely for our first proper
date.’
He stepped away as he said it and unlocked the car but turned back quickly when
she retorted.
‘I won’t be here, and I’m not interested in a date with you.’
He grasped her upper arms pulled her back to him his voice edged with impatience.
‘Oh but we know that’s not true don’t we cariad, be here and be ready,’
Then he gave her a quick kiss on her pouting mouth and walked away, leaving her
in no doubt he’d won the argument as he drove off. Neither of them noticed a furtive
movement as a camera lens was drawn surreptitiously back into the shrubbery across the
green, if they had they would also have seen the smirk on the face of the photographer as
he muttered ‘gotcha!’
Lexie returned to her stunned sister.
‘Don’t just don’t say a word, just pour me a drink and let me be.’
Florence poured out two glasses of wine and it was quite a while before she left,
having elicited as much of the whole sorry story as she could from her sibling. Lexie kept
some of the fine detail about the night at the apartment to herself though, no need to let
even her sisters know the whole tragic truth, not after all the years of pretense that was
just unthinkable.
Chapter 4
The following morning Lexie woke early feeling as if she’d not slept a wink. She had spent
the night of tossing and turning, nothing had helped, not even her usual fail-safe lemon
balm tisane. Try as she might, she could not get thoughts of Gethyn Mathias out of her
head and by 5 am she’d given up, wrapped herself in her favourite fluffy toweling robe and
got up. Quickly making a strong cup of coffee she wandered out into her little garden to
enjoy the early morning sun. Things did indeed seem a little clearer in the light of day, she
thought as she sat sipping coffee and breathing in the soft fragrances of her herb garden.
She had to admit though, that she was no closer to deciding what to say or do to get him
to understand that she wanted nothing more to do with him and that dinner was certainly
out of the question Saturday evening or any other evening for that matter.
The next few days passed uneventfully enough, in a determined effort not to think of
Geth and the mix of unfamiliar emotions he roused in her, Lexie threw herself into spring
cleaning the shop. It was therapeutic, delving into forgotten