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other side of the door. “Just let me talk to the woman without you interrupting me.”
Inez couldn’t hear Bastien’s response, but supposed he must have agreed when Thomas cleared his throat and said close to the door, “Look, Inez, I got a hold of someone who was able to track Aunt Marguerite’s cell phone. It turns out she isn’t here at all. She’s in Amsterdam, so I have to fly over there. In fact, I’m booked on a flight for six-fifty and I have to leave soon to catch it.”
“Okay. You go ahead,” she suggested and heard him sigh on the other side of the door.
“I can’t until we fix this.”
“There’s nothing to fix. I’m fine,” Inez lied glibly. “You go on and fly to Amsterdam.”
“I can’t. I want to explain everything to you so that you won’t be afraid or freaked out anymore,” he said quietly.
“I’m not freaked out,” she lied again.
“Right,” he said dryly.
“Okay, maybe I’m a little freaked out, but I’ll be fine,” Inez assured him and then held her breath, praying he’d just go away and leave her alone. She’d slip out and call the police…No, she couldn’t do that, they’d think she was mad. Maybe she should go to her church. Surely the church knew about the evil living in the bosom of London?
“Inez, I can’t just go away.”
She closed her eyes at his unhappy words, and then opened them again and suggested, “Okay, so explain.”
“I can’t do that either. Not right this minute anyway, it would take too long and we have to catch that flight to Amsterdam.”
“We?” she echoed with alarm.
“Yes. Won’t you please come out of there and fly to Amsterdam with me so that I can explain matters to you? I promise not to bite you again.”
Inez didn’t say anything, but she was shaking her head with certainty. There was no way she was going anywhere with the man. He’d bit her, for cripes sake. Asking her to accompany him was like asking her to get in the back of a van with a rabid dog. How stupid did he think she was?
“Inez? You were here all day and were perfectly safe. If I’d wanted to harm you, I could have done so first thing this morning when we were alone in the suite, but I didn’t, did I? Instead I drew you a bath and ordered you a breakfast, and—”
“And then you bit me,” Inez snapped, interrupting him before his words could remind her of the kinder feelings she’d had for him earlier in the day. And she had most definitely had kinder feelings all day for the man. She had luxuriated in her bubble bath, thinking what a wonderful, thoughtful, sweet man Thomas Argeneau was. She’d eaten her breakfast, every bite giving her fonder and fonder thoughts of the man. And the tea? The first sip of the golden nectar had nearly convinced her Thomas was a God among men.
After her bath, Inez had gone out, looked down at his sleeping face and noticed just how handsome and sweet he looked in sleep. She’d wanted to touch his soft, dark hair and brush it away from his chiseled features softened in sleep. She hadn’t, but she also hadn’t had the heart to wake him, and had set up shop in the suite’s bedroom to avoid disturbing him as she made the calls, first arranging for the car to be brought into the city from the warehouse, then calling hotel after hotel, and then car rental agency after car rental agency, stopping only to walk out and moon over the pretty man asleep on the sofa and ponder how wonderful it would be to have a handsome, thoughtful man such as he in her life.
Every time she’d been placed on hold as she made her calls, Inez had found herself sitting there, fantasizing about what it would be like to have a man like him to come home to at the end of a long hard workday. She’d imagined him greeting her at the door with a kiss, the smells of scrumptious cooking drifting to her as he kissed her hello, his hands moving over her body, stripping away
Inez couldn’t hear Bastien’s response, but supposed he must have agreed when Thomas cleared his throat and said close to the door, “Look, Inez, I got a hold of someone who was able to track Aunt Marguerite’s cell phone. It turns out she isn’t here at all. She’s in Amsterdam, so I have to fly over there. In fact, I’m booked on a flight for six-fifty and I have to leave soon to catch it.”
“Okay. You go ahead,” she suggested and heard him sigh on the other side of the door.
“I can’t until we fix this.”
“There’s nothing to fix. I’m fine,” Inez lied glibly. “You go on and fly to Amsterdam.”
“I can’t. I want to explain everything to you so that you won’t be afraid or freaked out anymore,” he said quietly.
“I’m not freaked out,” she lied again.
“Right,” he said dryly.
“Okay, maybe I’m a little freaked out, but I’ll be fine,” Inez assured him and then held her breath, praying he’d just go away and leave her alone. She’d slip out and call the police…No, she couldn’t do that, they’d think she was mad. Maybe she should go to her church. Surely the church knew about the evil living in the bosom of London?
“Inez, I can’t just go away.”
She closed her eyes at his unhappy words, and then opened them again and suggested, “Okay, so explain.”
“I can’t do that either. Not right this minute anyway, it would take too long and we have to catch that flight to Amsterdam.”
“We?” she echoed with alarm.
“Yes. Won’t you please come out of there and fly to Amsterdam with me so that I can explain matters to you? I promise not to bite you again.”
Inez didn’t say anything, but she was shaking her head with certainty. There was no way she was going anywhere with the man. He’d bit her, for cripes sake. Asking her to accompany him was like asking her to get in the back of a van with a rabid dog. How stupid did he think she was?
“Inez? You were here all day and were perfectly safe. If I’d wanted to harm you, I could have done so first thing this morning when we were alone in the suite, but I didn’t, did I? Instead I drew you a bath and ordered you a breakfast, and—”
“And then you bit me,” Inez snapped, interrupting him before his words could remind her of the kinder feelings she’d had for him earlier in the day. And she had most definitely had kinder feelings all day for the man. She had luxuriated in her bubble bath, thinking what a wonderful, thoughtful, sweet man Thomas Argeneau was. She’d eaten her breakfast, every bite giving her fonder and fonder thoughts of the man. And the tea? The first sip of the golden nectar had nearly convinced her Thomas was a God among men.
After her bath, Inez had gone out, looked down at his sleeping face and noticed just how handsome and sweet he looked in sleep. She’d wanted to touch his soft, dark hair and brush it away from his chiseled features softened in sleep. She hadn’t, but she also hadn’t had the heart to wake him, and had set up shop in the suite’s bedroom to avoid disturbing him as she made the calls, first arranging for the car to be brought into the city from the warehouse, then calling hotel after hotel, and then car rental agency after car rental agency, stopping only to walk out and moon over the pretty man asleep on the sofa and ponder how wonderful it would be to have a handsome, thoughtful man such as he in her life.
Every time she’d been placed on hold as she made her calls, Inez had found herself sitting there, fantasizing about what it would be like to have a man like him to come home to at the end of a long hard workday. She’d imagined him greeting her at the door with a kiss, the smells of scrumptious cooking drifting to her as he kissed her hello, his hands moving over her body, stripping away
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