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“Not for other people. Only for yourself,” Judith said, then added with a quick glance, “You do deserve love you know, Poll.”
Polly stared at her sparkly toes in her Louboutin look-alikes. And how come her Gigi Young dress suddenly felt too tight around her ribs? (Too many omelettes for breakfast and too much strudel, clearly.) She’d let herself relax into her curves since Solo seemed to worship them so thoroughly.
Worship? Seriously, she didn’t use words like that in relation to men. And why the sudden warm glow spreading out from her middle? Grrrr!
As they walked up the steps to Carts’ door they could hear the music blaring. The party was already in full swing. A thousand tiny bubbles were ready to explode in Polly’s stomach at the thought of seeing Solo, which was dumb because she’d seen him at work today, slept spooned against him just two nights ago.
She was at risk of losing her sanity.
She tucked her arm tightly in Judith’s and squeezed. “Don’t worry about me, I was born without the love chromosome. But here’s to your dreams coming true, eh?”
Jude squeezed back and then Carts threw open the door and there was no room left in Judith’s world for anything but the man standing in front of her.
Cute.Not.
In the kitchen, Polly’s gaze found Solo like a homing pigeon. He was pouring drinks for Dan and another guy she recognised from the odd pub session, and as if he’d sensed her presence, his head came up and he shot her a dazzling smile.
Her vagina did a happy dance. Only it wasn’t just her vagina, was it? It was all of her.
She wended her way over as casually as she could. “Hi Dan. Hi—um.” She racked her brains.
“Chris,” the guy said with a smile.
“Sure, Chris.” She pressed her hand to her cheek. “Remind me, you work with Carts, don’t you?”
“Yeah, in revenue management. We’ve met a few times at the pub.” His eyes behind his glasses shot to her cleavage and then back, and the poor guy looked like he’d just stepped on a wasp’s nest.
Polly felt sorry for him. It was so hard for guys these days, you couldn’t be seen to be ogling. She gave him a flirtatious smile and he looked relieved, then flattered, but really, truthfully, she was just trying to make Solo a little bit envious.
And she didn’t even know why. Because Solo had been behaving impeccably, made all the right moves in and out of bed, whispered things in her ear that would make any normal woman melt like hot caramel. She cast a glance to see him watching her intently, a tiny frown pleating his brow, and her heart sped up.
Another moment and Polly excused herself and strolled over.
She picked up an empty champagne glass and held it out to him. “Are you the waiter tonight, Dr J?”
He grinned, and she sensed him relax. Had her little flirtation worried him? The idea made her tummy do the bubble bath number again.
“Seems I have been given that role, yes,” Solo agreed.
“Then I’ll have a champers, thanks.”
He inclined his head, a salacious little smile playing around his lips as he murmured, “Madam’s wish is my command.”
As he handed her glass to her, she moved closer and whispered, “I’m not wearing any panties.”
She loved his sudden intake of breath. “I might have to punish you for that later.”
“Bring it on, Daddy.”
They both laughed, and she brushed against him and he pulled her close for the briefest second. The hard planes of his body, the strength of his arms made her feel—what? Kind of cherished. Special. She forced herself to focus on the pulse between her legs. This sexual thing between them was insane. And totally within her comfort zone.
Love? Okay, so her mind had toyed with the idea at Dad’s party. But a cat could toy with a mouse. Didn’t mean it loved it.
Phhtt. Honestly, Judith should keep her opinions to herself.
As she shimmied out of Solo’s embrace with a quick, “There’s a line waiting to be served,” Polly saw Carts talking earnestly to Judith in a corner of the room, so engrossed he wasn’t even greeting his other guests. Now, that was just plain rude.
Polly sighed, spotted another friend she hadn’t been in contact with for a few months, and went over to say hi. She needed to ration herself where Solo was concerned. Otherwise it would all burn out before he even returned to Sydney.
