CHAPTER EIGHT
Craig was already waiting there looking breath takingly handsome in a black tuxedo, and on seeing him she felt the fluttering in her stomach and the quickening of her bodies responses. He watched her coming down the stairs openly admiring how she looked, smiling knowing that he had chosen the dress well. It truly did mirror her eyes and the result was stunning. Kira was truly the most beautiful woman he had ever met.
“You look wonderful” he muttered kissing her hand before leading her across to the helipad. There a helicopter waited for them with its rotors already spinning, causing them to bend down to enter the cockpit. Craig had helped her to buckle up smiling assuringly at her sensing her concern at having never been in a helicopter before. After a word with the pilot they took off. They were only in the air for the 10 mins it took to fly to the neighbouring island in which they could hear loud music coming from the large building which seemed to occupy the central part of it. He held her hand which gripped his for the whole journey squeezing it every now and then to assure her.
Their host, an older man who greeted Craig with genuine warmth, had welcomed them both looking appreciatively at Kira. Craig holding her arm had led her inside, introducing her to many of the guests they encountered and she had been comfortable chatting with other party goers and quickly making friends wherever she went. Craig had watched how easily people seemed to take to her and how well she was able to read people and listen attentively enough for them to appreciate her.
She had been delighted to see Ben and Heather who had asked how she felt
“I hear you couldn’t stay in bed” Heather had laughed “You are nearly as pig headed as he is “she had added grinning, as Kira had laughed back with them.
Almost naturally they had moved apart from each other to converse with people before coming together again at regular intervals. Then he would smile warmly at her whispering into her ear making her laugh as she did to him.
At one point Tom had sidled up to her while Craig was talking with another man, and grabbing her hand had whisked her off to the dance floor, winking at Craig who smiled back at him while throwing him a don’t you dare look.
“How are you coping in your stint as a sex toy” he had asked with a smile in his voice
Kira had laughed
“It has its ups and downs” she responded only picking up on the double entandre herself when he started to giggle.
“That’s the spirit” he smiled his eyes laughing down on her.
Kira had liked Tom the moment she met him, instinctively knowing that he was somebody who others relied on.
With a more serious look in his eye he had looked down on her
“In all seriousness I heard about your accident….you had one hell of an escape” he said
Kira had nodded “I know ….. I don’t know who was looking after me that day Tom, but I know”
With an attempt to change the subject she had asked “Aren’t you here with somebody”
He shook his head. “Nope like you I am foot loose and fancy free”.
Kira looked at him through questioning eyes
“Now I find it hard to believe that there aren’t women beating a path to your door”
“You have an island” she added with a grin
Tom’s eyes flickered quickly to an area of the party in which a small lovely woman stood talking to an older distinguished man. Kelly watched, understanding coming over her
“Who is she” she asked gently
Tom looked at her for a moment; she could tell that he was struggling with himself as to whether or not to confide in her, before telling her the story
“Her name is Marina Buchanan” he said a tortured look in his eye “and she is the most wonderful woman in the world”
Kira laughed
“This isn’t doing your chances of a lunch date any good for the future you know”
He smiled warmly into her eyes
“We dated for a while, but then she just stopped seeing me. I don’t know why”
Kira nodded in understanding.
“She’s here now, why don’t you go talk with her”
“Because the minute I go within 10 feet of her she bolts” he replied in anguish
“You know Tom, sometimes you need to just deal with these things…otherwise they have a habit of getting out of control” she said with a small grin on her face and as the music stopped Kira, despite protestations from Tom moved purposefully over to where Marina stood.
Marina Buchanan was indeed a beautiful woman. Slightly smaller than Kira, she had long dark hair which was held from her face by two diamond pins allowing the hair to fall down her back. She had a perfect figure, which was shown off well in a black off the shoulder dress which floated around her feet.