He leaned closer, his lips brushing hers. "I love you," he said, "in a way quite separate from all I feel for Alex. And strong," he went on, "oh, so strong." With that he captured her lips and sealed his words with a kiss.
"I love you, too," she whispered.
"Then you have to take a chance." He stared steadily into her eyes. "Risk everything, Jann, to gain everything."
"I love you," she said again, the words humming down her throat and vibrating in her heart.
Then all sound seemed to die.
But the light still shone down on them more brilliantly than before, filtering the air like a sprinkling of fairy dust.
It was a long moment before Jann could say anything more. It was enough just to hold and touch and join her heart with his.
"Be my wife?" he asked again.
His question resounded from her soul to her heart then echoed back her love.
"Yes," she said firmly, glad of the light, the honest, piercing light, and the crystals that spun it for her heart to see. Catching hold of Peter's hand, she turned and faced the light, finally knowing her heart's future with glorious certainty.
The End
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"This isn't necessary," Sam muttered.
"We have to eat," Nate replied. He speared a prawn with his fork and dipped it into a bowl of spicy red sauce.
"I thought you'd be upset."
"I never liked blind dates."
"She might show up yet."
"Then we'll pull up an extra chair."
"If you didn't want a date," Sam asked tersely, "why ask me to get you one?"
"God knows," Nate said cheerfully. He popped the prawn into his mouth. "Do you want me to be upset?"
"I want you to care. Time's running out."
"I've stopped looking at the calendar." Nate glanced at the sunshine glittering off the turquoise surf and splashing in the picture window at them. "It must be the weather."
"It's your marriage! Your wife! You've got to take some interest! You can't leave it all up to me."
"It's not my job, mon," Nate replied, intoning the phrase scrawled across the tee shirts in the market.
"Your business is!" Sam said sharply. "Are you willing to let that fall apart from lack of trying?"
"Relax." Nate stabbed a scallop next from the seafood platter and moved it toward her mouth. "Open wide," he instructed, holding his other hand beneath her chin to catch the butter dribbling from the delicacy.
"I don't want—" Too late. The morsel was already past her lips and landing on her tongue in an explosion of taste sensation.
"Good?" he asked, his hand poised to repeat the process.
"Good," she admitted, but covered his hand with hers, determined to stop its upward movement before he could touch her again, before her body could react as it had before, with a spiralling rush of heat and heightened senses.
Perhaps she had simply sat too long in the sun, or drunk too swiftly of the excellent Chardonnay, but Sam suddenly felt relaxed, more relaxed than she'd felt since beginning this voyage, so relaxed, in fact, that it bordered on out of control.
She tried to sit straighter, tried to draw away from Nate's reach, but given her swiftly vanishing resolve and the intimacy of their window alcove, she found the task impossible.
Nate seemed to feel what was passing between them also, for he suddenly raised his hand and motioned for the check. When he turned back to her, his eyes were serious.
"So what's next?" he asked. "Shall we go back to the boat or scour the city for my so-called date?"
"What do you want to do?"
"I want to forget the whole thing."
"We can't," she said miserably.
"No. But we're not going to miss out on seeing San Juan just because some woman decides to stand me up."
"I'm sure—"
He abruptly stood and pulled out her chair. "Come on," he said, throwing some bills on the table. "There's something I want to show you."
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A sound as soft as a sigh escaped his lips. "You're part of it, aren't you?" His fingers became an iron band around her wrist, and his eyes grew darker, though with pain or elation, she wasn't sure which. And there were lines around his lips that hadn't been there before.
"Part of what?" she asked.
"The conspiracy," he answered, in a leaden voice. "You knew what was in the package, yet you agreed to carry it to Greece."
"Yes."
He released her wrist and gripped her chin instead, tilting it upward, his eyes searching hers. Her soul too, for all she knew. Heat scored her cheeks where his fingers lay, reviving past unwanted heat.
"I didn't want to believe you knew," he said in a contemptuous voice.
She wrenched her head away. Somehow his contempt hurt more than the knowledge he wasn't who he pretended to be.
"I'd begun to believe you were incapable of such a thing."
"I'd do it again in an instant." Anger added an edge to her words.
"You'll never do it again to me."
The steely certainty in his voice made her want to lash out at him. "We're lovers now. You said so." She heard the bitterness in her voice and struggled to keep her feelings from her face. She had given him too much already.
"Lovers never lie," she added softly. "I know you're not Andrew Moore. At least, that's not your father's name." The words tumbled from her mouth, but if she didn't speak them quickly, she might not speak them at all.
"You told me your father left when you were young, taking your brother with him." She stared hard into his eyes. "Your father is Andropolous, isn't he?"
Stunned surprise crossed his face.
"You found your father," she accused, "and planned your revenge."
"Revenge?" he repeated.
Even as she'd said it, it sounded ridiculous. The man to whom she'd just made love wasn't capable of revenge, no matter whose son he was. Not if it meant hurting her. And hurting her was the only way he was going to get that package.
Her heartbeat faltered. Perhaps she had simply assumed he
cared. What if he hadn't? Her palms turned clammy. Fear trickled up her spine.
It was as if her eyes were open at last, looking at the truth and recoiling.
"You've been following me," she accused, scarcely able to breathe for every breath hurt.
"Yes," he admitted.
"Talking to me, helping me, lending me money." As she ran through the list, she could feel him mentally ticking each item off.
"I talked to you because I wanted to, helped you because you needed it, loaned you money for the same reason." His voice was low and even, not a criminal's voice at all. If this were the movies he'd be shouting and waving a gun.
"You waited and watched. You took your time. You enjoyed yourself." Her last words were as high and thin as a sorcerer's rope.
"I enjoyed being with you." He gave her a faint smile. "Although you aren't the easiest person alive."
"Why didn't you just take the package?" Blood raced through her veins and hit her head. "Why did you have to humiliate me first?"
He took another step toward her. "I did nothing to harm you. You did that yourself."
She could see him as clearly now as when they'd made love, but this time his lips weren't swollen with passion, nor were his eyes bright with desire. His lips were compressed now, his eyes accusing. He seemed larger, stronger, and more powerful than ever.
He held her gaze with his, his eyes forcing her to stay put when reason demanded she bolt up those stairs and never look back.
"Why did you do it?" he demanded.
"It was a job like any other."
"Not quite like any other."
"Travel. Good money." She faced him squarely. "It was hard to turn down."
"I didn't want to believe you'd do anything for money." His lips twisted. "I guess I was wrong."
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Gael's love of travel and adventure has led her all over the world and provided exciting backdrops for her stories. Together with her husband, Gael backpacked through Europe and Turkey, taught high school in the primitive paradise of Papua New Guinea, explored the varied cultures of Asia and India, rode elephants in Sri Lanka and encountered a camel caravan in the Afghanistan desert. Gael's love of storytelling and adventure led her to writing romantic mysteries and contemporary romances.
Table of Contents
Cover
Dedication
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
Chapter 13
Chapter 14
Chapter 15
Chapter 16
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