‘Radwick ...’ She gulped. ‘Radwick ...’ She let go of his hand and took a handkerchief from her handbag.
‘Was it more exciting with a guttersnipe of a clerk than with me? Was that it?’
‘I promise you it wasn’t like that, Radwick. Radwick, I swear I didn’t know what I was doing. It wasn’t me there, in chambers.’
‘It wasn’t anybody else’s body he laid on.’
‘I never began to love him.’
‘You dirty whore.’
She put her hand to her mouth.
‘Shocked you, have I? Did you reckon you could be my clerk’s doormat without any complaints from me?’
‘But I was mad. It wasn’t me.’
‘You knew who was who when I was charged with murder. You had to choose and you chose him.’
‘I swear I didn’t. Radwick, you’re so cruel.’
‘Cruel? What d’you call sleeping with my clerk?’
‘Can’t you see? I knew you’d never be convicted, Radwick. You’re much too clever. I’d have told you the truth if there’d been any danger to you, but I desperately didn’t want to hurt you.’
‘You meant to carry on with him.’
‘Won’t you understand?’
‘Not your bloody lying, no.’
‘I don’t want to leave you, Radwick. Ever.’
‘Me, or my money?’
Before he had time to guess what she was going to do, she suddenly leaned across the bed and rested herself against him.
‘Please, my darling, please, please understand,’ she whispered.
Try as he did, he could not ignore the pressure of her breasts against his chest. He had a mental image of them, round, firm, cherry tipped, sweet, beautiful, responsive.
She ran the fingers of her right hand along the side of his face and then lightly brushed the lobe and inside of his ear. ‘I so want to play ding-a-ling with you. Radwick, you don’t really want me to leave you, do you? I know you’re angry, but underneath you still love me, don’t you? You still want me? D’you remember all the different fun things we were going to try? Could you live in that big house all on your own, sleeping in the bedroom and no one else in the bed with you? No one to kiss you, and love you? Could you stand being there and thinking of me with someone else?’
He groaned as his hands, of their own volition apparently, came round and began to caress her body.
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