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A smile spread slowly across Theo’s face as Kerry pulled away from him, and he released his grip, letting her slip out of his arms. He burned to make love to her—hot, hard, passionate love—but he would wait until tonight.
He knew how much she still wanted him—it had been impossible for her to hide the way he’d so easily set her body alight with desire. She might be playing hard to get, but that just made him want her even more.
He walked behind her as she headed for a gap in the trees at the edge of the paved area. The view of the shimmering sea stretching out from the bay beneath them was stunning, but he only had eyes for the sublime sway of Kerry’s hips as she moved.
God, he’d missed her—missed losing himself in her beautiful, receptive body.
Theo would never forgive her for what she had done—she’d abused his trust to interfere with matters that did not concern her, and the consequences could have been tragic. She would never share his life again—but she would share his bed that night.
‘Drakon doesn’t like change.’ Kerry turned back to speak, taking him by surprise. ‘He doesn’t believe in discarding old things on a whim—just to get something bigger, better or flashier.’
‘He’s not totally averse to progress,’ Theo pointed out, pulling his thoughts back from erotic images of making love to Kerry. ‘He has a nice new helipad, and travels to Athens by helicopter whenever the whim takes him.’
‘I wonder where he plans to live after he sells the island,’ she said.
Theo frowned. ‘It’s not going to be easy to persuade him. I think he’d like to end his days here. But he also wants to leave things in order for his daughter,’ he said. ‘She lives on the mainland with her family, but from what I understand she has her hands full looking after her husband, who was injured in an accident. She ha
s no head for business and Drakon doesn’t want to add to her burden.’
‘He’s a thoughtful man.’ Kerry stopped and looked at him. Her silky-soft hair was blowing in the breeze coming off the sea and she put up her hand to hold her fringe out of her eyes. ‘How do you know all that? I don’t believe he told you. He seems to be quite a private person.’
‘That’s not your concern,’ Theo said, lifting his hand to cover hers. Her fingers felt cool and slim beneath his. ‘Why did you cut your hair?’
For a moment her eyes opened wide with surprise, and in the bright Greek sunlight Theo saw that they were the clear blue he had believed them to be—then she schooled her features into a blank expression and met his gaze steadily.
‘I felt like a change,’ she said. ‘But now I’m growing the fringe out again—that’s why it’s always in my eyes.’
‘I like to see your face.’ He lifted his other hand and smoothed all the tendrils back from her forehead.
‘You weren’t there, so I didn’t think you’d mind.’ She shook her head with a touch of irritation and he let go. Her hair fell forward again, but not before he’d noticed the horizontal creases that had appeared across her forehead when she frowned. ‘I’m going inside to get changed for dinner,’ she added, turning away and heading for the house.
‘You go on ahead,’ he said. ‘I’m going to look round a bit more.’
He watched her walk across the paved area and into the house, the bewitching movements of her body sending another surge of hot desire through his veins.
Her body seemed different somehow—slightly fuller, perhaps. Maybe it was his imagination, because he was so hot for her, but her breasts definitely seemed bigger than he remembered them. He pictured the way they’d look naked in his mind’s eye—gorgeously ripe and full—and suddenly it was almost more than he could do not to follow her straight to the bedroom.
There was time to make love before dinner, but he wanted to make love to her properly, till he was utterly spent and all the tension had been burned out of him. That would take longer. A lot longer.
Kerry could feel Theo’s eyes burning a hole in her back all the way across the patio. It was a relief to enter the cool interior of the house, but she was wound far too tightly to relax properly.
She hurried straight to their room, then showered and changed for dinner as quickly as she could. She was ready far too early—but she didn’t want Theo to come back before she was dressed. From the way he’d been looking at her she knew exactly what he wanted to do—and that was the last thing she wanted. Or so she told herself.
She paced uneasily around the room for a few minutes, then decided to go out again. At least that way she could avoid being trapped in a confined space with him. Chances were that he wouldn’t come on too strongly if they could be interrupted at any moment.
She closed the door quietly, then made her way along the corridor, admiring the many paintings that were hung along the simple whitewashed walls. She realised they were all different views of the island, and they were all painted by the same artist. There seemed to be something familiar about them, but she couldn’t pinpoint what it was.
She was still looking at the paintings when Theo returned. Her heart skipped a beat as he paused beside her, and she could feel the heat radiating off his powerful body, smell his warm, musky scent. He was slightly flushed and looked as if he’d been hurrying.
‘It took me longer to climb back up the cliff path than I expected,’ he said. ‘Drakon is waiting for us in the dining room. Go and join him—I’ll be there very soon.’
She watched him stride away to their room, feeling her heart rate slowly subside once he was out of sight. She was happy to go and talk to Drakon. It was safer than spending time with Theo. And she was interested in finding out something about the paintings she had been admiring.
It wasn’t long before Theo joined them and dinner was served. The meal that followed began much more easily than Kerry had anticipated. For the most part Theo carried the conversation, keeping the topics light and undemanding. She found herself starting to relax. It was almost possible to imagine that this was an ordinary social event like the many events she had attended with Theo in the past. Actually, it was more pleasant than many—she liked Drakon and enjoyed hearing his views on the world.
Theo was a charming and attentive companion. His manner seemed so natural and so familiar—so much like the way he had always behaved towards her when they were together. In fact there was nothing to distinguish the way he was treating her now from the way he had treated her during the year she’d been his lover.
She knew that tonight it was just an act—that he was simply playing the role of devoted lover—but it reminded her painfully of the past. Then suddenly, out of the blue, she found herself wondering if he had always been acting with her.
