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CHAPTER EIGHT

MERRY AND ANGEL lay side by side in the orange grove above the private beach Day after day had melted into the next with a curiously tiradually teased all the tension froht her how to relax She could hardly credit that they had already spent an entire month on the island Her body ached fro, but she was still in shock at the extent of Angel’s ravenous hunger for her

It was sex, only sex, she told herself regularly, and then in the dark of the night when Angel wasn’t his sardonic know-all self she snuggled up to hi a controlled distance wasn’t possible with a el had no lio and work for a couple of hours in his home office and then sweep down on her wherever she was and cart her off to bed again as if he had been parted from her for at least a month

‘I missed you,’ he would say, replete with satisfaction while her pulses still pounded and her body hummed in the aftermath

‘I could ith you,’ she would say

‘You’re er an employee’

‘I could be a junior partner,’ she had proffered pathetically

‘We can’t live in each other’s pockets twenty-four-seven,’ Angel had pointed out drily ‘It would be unhealthy’

No, what Merry soht of love that Angel now inspired in her That was a truth she had evaded as long as possible: she loved him

Only because she loved hiel one last chance, she acknowledged ruefully There were still a thousand things she wanted to punish hihts were unproductive and would ulti a stable relationship In that line, she was sensible, very sensible, she acknowledged ruefully Unfortunately, she only becael himself

Sometimes she had to work unco over Elyssa’s antics in the bath, a his lean, darkly handso her eyes froe taverna above the harbour and dined with her there, introducing her to the locals, more relaxed than she had ever seen hied cynicishest hill on the island to see in the dawn and told her off for h he had drained her energy at the su love half the night and half the day, physically active in all the hours between as she strove to y levels

Ironically, coulfed the Valtinos house the day after the wedding once Angel had revealed that his mother and her boyfriend had departed at dawn for an unknown destination, leaving the other half of the house in a fine mess for the staff to deal with Merry had felt relieved and then guilty at feeling relieved because, like it or not, Angel’s challenging and difficult rated into their lives or beco problem

They had gone sailing on the yacht, visiting other islands, shopping, picnicking They had thrown a giant party at the house attended by all Angel’s relatives, near and distant She had met his second cousin who lived in London and had heard all about Angel’s visit to her hohed like a drain when she’d recognised hoily he had been to find out a little more about babies before he’d served himself up as a new father to one

‘What’s your favourite colour?’ she asked drowsily

‘I’el parried with amusement

‘Birth sign?’

‘Look at your e certificate, lazy-bones,’ he advised ‘I’m a Scorpio, but I don’t believe in that sh—’

‘Language,’ she reainst his parted lips