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'Great legs, Clare!'

'Shut up!' Although she had grown too tall for classical ballet, Clare still enjoyed going to jazz ballet and 'jazzercise' classes for fun, and even filled in for the instructor now and then at the gym she attended in Rotorua Lee had always told her that she had the legs of a chorus girl

She retrieved the cruled ball of string, to the ground Going doas not quite as si didn't help

'Look, Ray, will you be quiet? I can't laugh and climb at the same time'

'Doesn't say irl Why don't you jump from there? I'll catch you'

'I bet you will,' said Clare, not trusting him an inch

'Cross las?'

Clare didn't really mean to jump, but the flexible soles of her canvas espadrilles slipped suddenly, and to save herself froht her, but he was off balance and she wrapped her arered backwards and fell against the rough tree-trunk, banging his head hard enough to make his eyes water

'Oh, Ray, I'ht?'

He blinked et woht here like this, or should we take our clothes off first?'

'Ray!'

Clare's laughter-choked protest was echoed by a horrified one froroan Clare detached herself from the wickedly amused Ray to turn and explain to her mother-in-law She was rooted to the spot when she discovered that Virginia was not alone

Beside her stood a tall, darkat Clare with a mixture of disapproval and bold sexual appraisal Clare stiffened, instinctively pressing her splayed hands protectively across her bared upper thighs, which the bold black eyes seeroan beca the famous face

David Deverenko had come to call

CHAPTER TWO