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He waited, and when she said nothing he continued with surgical precision.
‘With such a fanatically religious mother and a passive alcoholic as a father you were bound to grow up sexually repressed and hungry for praise and affection—you must have been a sitting duck for a manipulative, smooth-talking bastard like Frances. He found out about your connection with Sir Frank and deliberately set out to recreate himself in the image of your ideal husband. But he never intended to be faithful to the image, did he?’
Regan sucked in a sharp breath. Laid out in his stark words the truth seemed even more ugly. ‘You have no right—’
‘I’ve been there myself,’ he said quietly. ‘I know how it feels to realise that your loyalty has been secured by a lie. You blame yourself for not seeing it from the beginning.’
‘I don’t want to talk about him.’
‘Fine. Then let’s talk about us.’
She set her untasted drink sharply down on the glass table which held the silver drinks tray. ‘There is no us!’
He set his glass beside hers and shadowed her back to the rail. ‘Tell me, why did you come to the apartment that night?’
‘Why don’t you ask your informant?’ she said bitterly.
‘What happened that night was not part of his brief,’ he said with dangerous softness. ‘But that could change with one phone call…’
She blanched. ‘My flatmate’s cousin is Cleo—she was the one who was supposed to meet you that night, but she was sick. I took her place, but I didn’t tell anyone. No one knew—not even Derek.’
‘That explains how, but not why,’ he said, his eyes narrowed intently on her face. ‘It’s so out of character with everything else I’ve found out about you.’
‘Maybe I was wild with grief,’ she said sardonically.
But he was implacable. ‘A kind of grief, perhaps. Was it anything to do with Cindy Carson visiting your flat? You never knew your husband had had a mistress, did you? Not until she confronted you.’
Regan thought that she would have preferred being interrogated about her attempt to fiddle the books to this painful emotional plunder!
‘How did you feel when you found out that he had been unfaithful to you for years?’ he goaded. ‘How did you feel when you discovered that he had chosen to have a child with her, rather than you?’
The old, volcanic rage erupted through the thin crust of her self-control. ‘How do you think I felt?’ she burst out.
His eyes flamed with deep satisfaction as he taunted, ‘Heartbroken?’
She tossed her head defiantly, the wind whipping the hair around her stinging cheeks. ‘No—heart-whole! Cured of any lingering doubt that I was a fool for having loved him at all! Sick. Angry. Furious!
‘You want to know what I was looking for that night I slept with you—I’ll tell you: Revenge!’ She gave a wild, triumphant laugh at his shaken expression. ‘I did it purely for revenge, OK? To show Michael that he wasn’t going to control me from the grave, to prove that I was as much a sexual being as his flashy mistress. He had an affair so I went out and had one, too!’
‘You slept with me to get revenge on a dead man?’
He sounded incredulous. She hoped that knocked his male ego for a six.
‘Not you. A man. Any man would have done. Being promiscuous means you’re not choosy about your sex partners.’
‘But you didn’t get any man,’ he said roughly. ‘Lucky for you, you reckless little fool, you got me…’
She put her hands on her hips, her torso tilted aggressively forward as she snarled, ‘Lucky? I’d call it ironic that I chose to have my sexual fling with a man who was as dishonourable as my late, unlamented husband!’
The insult visibly struck him to the core. ‘What in the hell do you mean by that?’ he snarled back, closing the gap between them until the heat generated by their two bodies met and mingled.
She had him on the back foot; now it was her turn to shove, and shove until he tripped over his own lies. ‘You seduced your brother’s fiancée! Don’t bother to deny it. Ryan told me that Carolyn and Chris were an item long before you came on the scene.’
He cursed rawly. ‘Ryan might be a genius but that doesn’t make him infallible.’
‘You mean it isn’t true? That Carolyn wasn’t engaged to Chris when you slept with her and got her pregnant—?’
‘Ryan couldn’t have told you that!’ he interrupted savagely.
