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lot of voices raised to speak over it. Suddenly he was profoundly glad to have escaped.
To be here.
Slowly she lifted her head and looked up. Her eyes were wide, the blue almost swallowed up by the darkness at their centre.
‗You‘re going tonight?‘
He nodded, not letting his gaze move from hers. Not able to. ‗I‘m going now.‘
Her tongue darted out and moistened her lips. ‗Alone?‘
It was barely more than a whisper, and it felt like a caress. Cristiano felt desire slam into him with all the force of a head-on collision. The air between them throbbed with sudden possibility.
‗I hope not,‘ he said softly.
Chapter Four
IT WAS a starless night.
Sitting in the low passenger seat of Cristiano‘s expensive sports car, Kate bit her lip and stared out into the darkness, trying to stop the convulsive tremors that gripped her
The car‘s headlamps lit the empty road ahead, but beyond them there was nothing but velvet blackness. She had no idea where they were, or exactly where they were going. There was no north star to use as a compass, no moon to light the way.
It seemed crushingly symbolic.
The surge of hope she had felt when he‘d told her about his memory loss had completely ebbed away now, leaving a hollow despair in its place. At first she had been overwhelmed with relief that there was a reason why he had forgotten her, that it wasn‘t that she just hadn‘t been significant enough for him to remember. It had all seemed so wonderfully simple—as if someone had handed her the missing part of the jigsaw, the vital clue that made sense of the last four years. She had barely hesitated for a heartbeat when he asked her to go with him.
But it wasn‘t simple at all.
She was nothing more than a stranger to him now. The crash hadn‘t just stolen a few hours from his memory, it had also robbed him of the ability to trust.
If she told him what they‘d shared that night he‘d think she was one of those grasping fantasists he‘d described in the hotel room, not only demanding money and fame but something more sinister and exploitative.
Demanding his heart.
She clasped her hands together in her lap to stop her fingers nervously pleating the blue satin dress she hadn‘t even thought to change out of. At that moment he looked across at her. The greenish light of the high-tech instrument panel gave his perfect face a chilling remoteness which seemed to reinforce her worst fears.
‗OK?‘
She nodded quickly, struggling to find something harmless to say. ‗It‘s a very impressive car.‘
Alex would adore it, she thought with a stab of anguish.
‗It‘s the latest Campano sports model,‘ Cristiano said tonelessly, slowing down as a lorry appeared in front of them. ‗I‘m testing it for Silvio so I can casually mention it in every interview I do at the start of the racing season.‘
He was meant to be testing it anyway, he thought wearily, although the way he was driving it tonight was hardly doing justice to its almost mythical capabilities. For some reason having her in the passenger seat was making him stick to speed limits and hold back from overtaking cars he would otherwise have left standing.
‗How far is it to where we‘re going?‘ Kate asked, looking out to where the first snowy peaks of the Alps loomed palely in the distance.
There was something about her tone that made him think she was regretting coming almost as much as he was beginning to regret asking her. He should have talked to her back in the hotel. Made her go over the events of that night and then left for the chalet in the morning. Alone.
‗Probably about another three hours. It‘s right up in the mountains, so the roads aren‘t great. Do you ski?‘
She bent her head so that her face was screened from his view by the soft curtain of her hair. ‗I‘m afraid not.‘
She wasn’t your type at all .
Suki‘s words came back to mock him, and he felt his lips quirk into an ironic
To be here.
Slowly she lifted her head and looked up. Her eyes were wide, the blue almost swallowed up by the darkness at their centre.
‗You‘re going tonight?‘
He nodded, not letting his gaze move from hers. Not able to. ‗I‘m going now.‘
Her tongue darted out and moistened her lips. ‗Alone?‘
It was barely more than a whisper, and it felt like a caress. Cristiano felt desire slam into him with all the force of a head-on collision. The air between them throbbed with sudden possibility.
‗I hope not,‘ he said softly.
Chapter Four
IT WAS a starless night.
Sitting in the low passenger seat of Cristiano‘s expensive sports car, Kate bit her lip and stared out into the darkness, trying to stop the convulsive tremors that gripped her
The car‘s headlamps lit the empty road ahead, but beyond them there was nothing but velvet blackness. She had no idea where they were, or exactly where they were going. There was no north star to use as a compass, no moon to light the way.
It seemed crushingly symbolic.
The surge of hope she had felt when he‘d told her about his memory loss had completely ebbed away now, leaving a hollow despair in its place. At first she had been overwhelmed with relief that there was a reason why he had forgotten her, that it wasn‘t that she just hadn‘t been significant enough for him to remember. It had all seemed so wonderfully simple—as if someone had handed her the missing part of the jigsaw, the vital clue that made sense of the last four years. She had barely hesitated for a heartbeat when he asked her to go with him.
But it wasn‘t simple at all.
She was nothing more than a stranger to him now. The crash hadn‘t just stolen a few hours from his memory, it had also robbed him of the ability to trust.
If she told him what they‘d shared that night he‘d think she was one of those grasping fantasists he‘d described in the hotel room, not only demanding money and fame but something more sinister and exploitative.
Demanding his heart.
She clasped her hands together in her lap to stop her fingers nervously pleating the blue satin dress she hadn‘t even thought to change out of. At that moment he looked across at her. The greenish light of the high-tech instrument panel gave his perfect face a chilling remoteness which seemed to reinforce her worst fears.
‗OK?‘
She nodded quickly, struggling to find something harmless to say. ‗It‘s a very impressive car.‘
Alex would adore it, she thought with a stab of anguish.
‗It‘s the latest Campano sports model,‘ Cristiano said tonelessly, slowing down as a lorry appeared in front of them. ‗I‘m testing it for Silvio so I can casually mention it in every interview I do at the start of the racing season.‘
He was meant to be testing it anyway, he thought wearily, although the way he was driving it tonight was hardly doing justice to its almost mythical capabilities. For some reason having her in the passenger seat was making him stick to speed limits and hold back from overtaking cars he would otherwise have left standing.
‗How far is it to where we‘re going?‘ Kate asked, looking out to where the first snowy peaks of the Alps loomed palely in the distance.
There was something about her tone that made him think she was regretting coming almost as much as he was beginning to regret asking her. He should have talked to her back in the hotel. Made her go over the events of that night and then left for the chalet in the morning. Alone.
‗Probably about another three hours. It‘s right up in the mountains, so the roads aren‘t great. Do you ski?‘
She bent her head so that her face was screened from his view by the soft curtain of her hair. ‗I‘m afraid not.‘
She wasn’t your type at all .
Suki‘s words came back to mock him, and he felt his lips quirk into an ironic
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