a disgusted male voice. ‘In our day we would at least have gone somewhere a little more private to do that sort of thing!’
It took a few seconds for the words to penetrate the sensual spell Aura and James were under, but it finally did, and they looked about them dazedly, the park as deserted as it had been earlier—except for an elderly couple walking their dog some distance away, the woman seeming to be asking her husband exactly how often he had ‘gone somewhere a little more private to do that sort of thing’ when he was younger—because he certainly hadn’t been with her at the time!
Aura and James looked at the elderly couple and then at each other, their joined laughter breaking the sudden tension.
‘For my part,’ James drawled drily, ‘I’m just grateful to be included under the term “youngster”!’
‘I think I am too,’ Aura laughed softly as they walked side by side back to the car. ‘Anyone over twenty-one is considered old nowadays.’
‘In that case I’m ancient—and being with you makes me feel far from that.’ He unlocked the car door for her. ‘I’ve enjoyed today,’ he told her softly as he got in the car beside her, making no effort to turn on the ignition.
She swallowed hard. ‘I have too.’
‘Can we do it again?’
‘Me slaughter you at tennis?’ She attempted to tease, her palms damp with tension. How could she not see him again when she enjoyed being with him so much! He made her laugh, was genuinely interested in what she had to say, made her feel very much alive and aware of what was happening about her. She hadn’t felt so alive since—she couldn’t care for this man, she realised desperately. ‘I don’t think so,’ she told him harshly. ‘It wouldn’t be a good idea to mix business and—and pleasure.’
‘You have enjoyed being with me, then?’ His eyes were narrowed, those ominous grooves in his cheeks appearing and disappearing, as if he couldn’t decide if he were angry or not.
‘Who doesn’t enjoy winning?’ She deliberately misunderstood him.
His mouth tightened, the grooves very much in evidence now. ‘There isn’t going to be a loser between us, Aura. We can both win, if you’ll only let us.’
‘I really do have to get back now,’ she told him lightly. ‘I don’t like to leave my mother alone for too long.’
‘The subject of my taking you out again is closed?’ he rasped.
‘Yes.’
‘Very well.’ He nodded abruptly, switching on the ignition. ‘But I’m not going to lose you now I’ve found you.’
Why did that sound so much like a promise, and not a threat?
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