Bedded at the Billionaire's Convenience(63)

‘It would seem that I do.’ He raked his fingers uncomfortably through his hair and met her eyes squarely.

‘Tell me if I’m getting this right. You don’t want me but you don’t want anyone else to have me.’

‘Partly true.’ He would have to bare his soul and it felt like jumping off the edge of a precipice.

‘Which part?’

‘I don’t want anyone else to even come near you, never mind have you. Having you is my right, Georgie, because…because I’m in love with you.’ He watched as her mouth half opened and she went completely still and, before she could begin the horrific process of letting him down gently, he decided to tell her exactly how he felt and, once done, he would leave. It might scare the hell out of him but he wasn’t going to back away having come this far. ‘I thought what we had was just…fun. I didn’t want complications in my life and I’ve always seen relationships as complications. I didn’t want you falling in love with me because I figured my life had always worked just fine the way it had been before.’#p#分页标题#e##p#分页标题#e#

‘You’re in love with me?’

‘I’ve said my piece and I won’t beg for you.’ Or would he? He just didn’t know and that was the humiliating thing. ‘I…that guy…you said you loved me…’ He looked away and then down at his feet. He could feel the muscles in his jaw clench.

‘There’s something I need to show you.’ She stepped towards him and laid her hand gently on his arm. ‘Come.’ Her heart felt as if it were going to burst. The moment seemed as delicate as an eggshell.

She led him into the sitting room and pointed to the secondhand piano that was by the small bay window overlooking the back garden.

‘The guy’s brought his piano over? Is that what you want to show me?’ Pierre asked bitterly.

‘It’s my piano,’ Georgie said. ‘Michael’s my piano teacher. I thought it would be a nice thing to do and I needed something nice in my life after you left. I needed a distraction.’

‘He’s your piano teacher? Didi said…’

‘Didi may have been a little naughty in her descriptions.’ Georgie smiled and reached up to stroke the side of his face. ‘How could you ever have imagined that I would see you walk out of my life and immediately get involved with someone else? I love you, Pierre.’

He took her hand in his and brought it to his lips, closing his eyes as he kissed her wrist and then let his mouth rest there for a while.

‘I’ve missed you,’ he said roughly. He led her to the sofa and pulled her down onto him so that he could properly feel her soft, yielding body against him. How could he ever have thought that he could live without this woman who had been fashioned to fit so perfectly with him? ‘I haven’t stopped thinking about you.’ He held her face in both his hands and tenderly kissed her mouth. ‘I thought I could live without you but it’s been hell and, the worse it got, the more I told myself that I was doing the right thing. Then when Didi came…I felt as though I’d been kicked in the gut. Just the thought of you in someone else’s arms…I felt physically sick.’

‘And you came down.’

‘I had to. For once in my life, I had absolutely no control over my actions. In fact, I don’t think I’ve had much control over my actions since I met you, my darling. You took me out of my safe zone and I lost the desire to step back into it. Do you know I spent the entire train journey torn between needing to tell you how I felt and wanting to rip that musician man of yours to shreds.’

Georgie laughed. ‘Michael would be horrified at that. Or maybe not horrified. Maybe amused. He’s gay.’

‘And Didi knew!’

‘No. She just knew that I was seeing him for some piano lessons. She obviously decided to bend the basic truth for her nefarious purposes. And I’m glad she did or else you might never have taken that step to come down here.’

‘I would have,’ Pierre admitted heavily. ‘My life was a mess. You were missing from it. I love you so much it hurts.’ He slipped his hands under her tee shirt and cupping her breasts felt to him like coming home, back to the place he belonged. ‘And I never want to go through the agony of not having you around. So. Will you marry me? For real?’

‘Just try and stop me!’



Everything seemed so much easier than she could ever have anticipated. Didi was over the moon, naturally, and sheepishly admitted that perhaps she had exaggerated the truth about Michael just a wee bit to see if she might get the desired response.