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it to her to end it face to face rather than by a long-distance phone call.’



Kitty’s heart jerked at the words ‘end it’ but the photos still haunted her. ‘In those pictures you

and Shannon are rather more than face to face ,’ she said sarcastically. ‘The two of you are

practically naked and superglued together. I don’t care —you understand,’ she insisted sharply. ‘I just hate the idea that our wedding guests felt sorry for me— Princess Plump who couldn’t hold

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‘ Theos, Kitty, why do you have such a low opinion of yourself?’ Nikos growled impatiently.

‘You have a fantastic body and you know damn well I can’t keep my hands off you. If I’d had a

better hold on my self-control the night we met, we might not be in this mess now,’ he added

tersely. ‘These pictures are old .’ He waved the magazine at her. ‘They were taken several months ago, soon after Shannon and I had met, and at the height of our affair. When I visited her three

weeks ago to tell her I was getting married, we met in New York. We were nowhere near the

Caribbean beach shown in the photos.’



‘But the article gives the impression that the pictures were taken recently,’ Kitty said faintly, her head reeling.



Nikos shrugged. ‘Of course. Publications like this print rubbish all the time, and unfortunately

there’s nothing to stop them from digging out archive photos. The written piece is careful not to

suggest that it is actually referring to the pictures above it. I’ll contact my lawyers and see if we can get an apology from the magazine, but to be honest I’ve learned to ignore the paparazzi and I

suggest you do the same.’



That was easy for him to say—he hadn’t been made to feel an idiot. But it seemed pointless to

say so, and Kitty suddenly felt so drained that she could barely think straight. She could not

bring herself to look at Nikos, and she gave a little start of surprise when he hunkered down

beside her and slid his hand beneath her chin to tilt her face to his.



‘I married you today with every intention of being a faithful husband,’ he said with a quiet

intensity that shook her. ‘I admit I did not live the life of a monk before I met you, but now there is the baby to consider, and I will do my duty towards you and our child. Shannon is in my past,’

he continued as Kitty tried to ignore the dull feeling inside her at his emphasis on the word

‘duty’. ‘You are my future, Kitty.’



His hand lay on her thigh, and seemed to burn her flesh through her silk skirt. He looked

devastatingly sexy with his dark hair falling over his brow, and she was seriously tempted to

place her hand on his bare chest and run her fingers through the dark hairs that arrowed down his

flat abdomen and disappeared beneath the waistband of his trousers.



She knew he wanted to take her to bed, could see the feral hunger in his eyes and hear the

sudden quickening of his breath. But did he want to make love to her because he desired her, or

because he believed it was his right to have sex with his wife whom he had only married out

of duty ?



‘But we’re not like most newly married couples,’ Kitty said carefully. ‘We married because I’m

pregnant, and I feel that we should wait a while before we—’ she could feel her face burning

beneath his sardonic stare ‘—before we have relations.’



‘Can I take it that by “have relations” you mean, have sex?’



‘We barely know each other,’ Kitty snapped, stung by the mockery in his tone. In her agitation

she jumped up from the bed, and he straightened up so that he towered over her.



‘Agreed, but we will get to know each other a lot quicker if we share a bed,’ Nikos said tersely.



‘That isn’t the “getting to know” I mean.’ Kitty bit her lip, aware from his grim expression that

Nikos’s desire was rapidly turning to anger. ‘In a few months from now we will be parents.

Surely we should spend some time before the baby comes learning about each other’s thoughts

and feelings? There has to be more to our relationship than just sex.’



The flame that had warmed his eyes died, and now they were dark and icy cold. ‘Actually there

doesn’t,’ he told her harshly. ‘Sexual awareness drew us together in the first place, and the child

that was created as a result of our passion is the only other link between us.’



He saw the flash of hurt in her eyes, and for a fleeting second something tugged at his heart, but