Every time she looked at Alex he got more gorgeous. She searched for a flaw and couldn't find one. She reminded herself of how in every field he failed her standards for the mythical ideal man and still she was plunged into this appallingly adolescent state of sexual awareness every time he came within ten feet of her! She felt like an arsonist holding dry paper, desperate for the match to ignite her conflagration.
No...nobody had ever told her and she had never dreamt that her thoughts and her reactions could rove so violently out of her control. But somehow Alex had done this to her in one night... Dear heaven, if he was to approach her again, what devastation might he then leave in his wake? She reminded herself that Alex had had his revenge. He had made love to her. He had asserted his truly unforgivable conviction that she had norights whatsoever over her own body. Why on earth should he want to do it again?
It occurred to her that Alex's gaze had turned pure gold and in addition to his extraordinarily long silence his eyes were wandering over her slowly but with sizzling intensity. Alarm bells went off madly inside her head. Sarah dredged her eyes from his and dropped them, but that was a mistake... She noticed, absolutely could not help but notice that Alex was unmistakably in a state of sexual arousal.
Her face so hot it could have doubled for a frying-pan on fire, Sarah tore shocked but dismayingly fascinated eyes from the alarmingly tight fit of Alex's superbly tailored trousers and, at speed, bent down, scooped up Nicky and hurriedly planted him back into his cot.
'I decided to finish early...'
'Oh,' Sarah muttered.
'We could have dinner together,' Alex murmured lazily.
And guess what the after-dinner entertainment is? she thought with a staggering mix of reactions to the underwritten threat. A wave of blinding heat zapped through her, leaving her dizzy. Only then did the shame and self-loathing make itself felt. Just the very thought of Alex touching her again sent her emotions haywire but every haywire reaction could be traced right back to a burst of anticipation that was utterly wanton and without conscience.
'I've already eaten.' Since Alex hadn't eaten dinner once in his own home in two weeks, Sarah had taken to having a tray in her room, finding the solitary splendour of the dining-room far too much to handle with at least two staff fighting to serve her and showing in a variety of little ways that, for some peculiar reason best known to themselves, they sympathised with so neglected a new bride.In fact, staff relations, something which Sarah had worried about, were astonishingly good. She, who had never dealt with a servant in her life, was treated like royalty. Her favourite meals, her favourite flowers... anything she expressed the smallest desire or liking for magically appeared with beaming smiles. She was still wondering just why the cast of thousands Alex employed to maintain the chateau should be so incredibly nice to her.
'You could keep me company,' Alex drawled in the sizzling silence.
Those vibrations he had once mentioned were invisibly lancing through the atmosphere like lightning bolts. Sarah trembled, unnerved, wanting to run... wanting to stay, torn apart.
'And if I was to say please...?' Alex prompted thickly.
The no-good swine, she reflected abruptly, humiliation devouring her alive. For two weeks you're the invisible woman. Then he feels like sex late one afternoon and all of a sudden you're flavour of the day! Dear God, it was just so disgusting to be sexually turned on by a male like Alex Terzakis. It made her want to have a bath and scrub herself raw.
As every scrap of colour faded from her face, she raised an unsteady hand to her literally pounding temples and said, 'I don't feel well,' with perfect truth. This amount of tension was bad for her. It gave her a headache.
Studying the carpet, she uttered a stifled screech as she was abruptly lifted off her feet. 'What are you doing?' she gasped.
'You should lie down-----'
'No! When I've got a headache, I walk around.. .g-go outside, get some fresh air!' Sarah stammered in a frantic tone.
A foot over the doorway of the nursery, Alex paused and looked down at her. It was lethal. One second shewas rigid, the next she was melted honey on its way to boiling-point. The heat of him, his heartbeat, the feel of his arms around her and the unforgettable scent of his skin... 'Please put me down,' she mumbled, fighting a rearguard action to the effect of those astonishingly bright eyes of his.#p#分页标题#e#
'You should have engaged another nanny as I instructed. You've been overworking.'
Nanny Brown had lasted precisely three days after the wedding, taking her leave in high dudgeon the morning she dared to tell Alex that he was interfering with her routine by showing up before breakfast-time in the nursery. Sarah hadn't been present but Claudine, the young, pleasant girl hired to assist in Nicky's care, had been and evidently Alex had blown a fuse and Nanny, mightily offended, had informed him that he didn't need to sack her, she was leaving to take up employment with some titled couple, who had seemingly offered her the sun, the moon and the stars to come to them instead.