Kate Hardy

Once A Playboy...


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in quick sharp movements.

      ‘What happened with your fiancé?’ Leo stood too, looking at her warily, as though afraid she would run away at any moment.

      ‘Isn’t it obvious?’ Dara shook her head, a harsh laugh escaping her lips. ‘He wanted a wife who could procreate. It was a pretty straightforward situation.’

      ‘He left you because of your condition? What a heartless bastard.’ Leo looked furious.

      Dara sighed, looking out at the red-tinged sky. Leo didn’t understand how difficult things had been in the months leading up to her diagnosis. She had been ill with headaches every day, and deathly tired. And sex had been so painful they had stopped having any at all. It had felt as if every single trace of her femininity had died in the hospital that day, along with her hopes of ever being a mother.

      Lying in her hospital bed, she had overheard her father speaking with Dan in hushed tones in the hallway outside. The two men who were both supposed to have loved her, talking about how she was ‘barren as the desert’ and what a shame it was as she was so beautiful—as if it had stained her in some way.

      Leo looked appalled. ‘Did this Dan treat every woman like a prize mare or was it just you?’

      ‘He had a very clear plan for his life. We both did. I decided to offer him a chance to reconsider our relationship. It knew it wasn’t easy for him to be with me all those months. I was irritable all the time, and I had virtually no interest in sex. If he’d stayed with me he would never have fathered a child the normal way.’

      ‘Like I said— he was heartless,’ Leo said plainly, looking her straight in the eyes. ‘It’s not your fault that nature did this to you. You should never have been made to feel inferior.’

      ‘I was never very family orientated, but I suppose I always just presumed I would have children one day. Now that the choice has been taken from me I’m actually quite happy to focus on my career.’

      She had her arms wrapped around herself. Leo felt the urge to embrace her, but decided against it. He now understood why she was so ambitious, so driven and serious. She had immersed herself in her career, moved to a new country—all in an effort to outrun her painful past. In a way they were quite similar.

      This conversation had got far too deep for two people who had only met a few short days ago.

      Dara looked at him, her expression one of quiet contemplation. ‘I’m sorry, I should never have allowed this to get so personal.’

      ‘Never apologise to me, Dara.’ He stepped closer. ‘Not for this. Don’t ever let anyone think that you are less of a woman because of your condition.’

      ‘With the way things were with Dan, I thought I was destined to live a life of celibacy. And then you came along and all of a sudden I feel...sexual again. I almost feel normal.’

      ‘In my experience, what we feel when we touch is far from “normal”.’ Leo felt arousal thrum in his veins as she nipped her teeth along her lower lip. ‘I want nothing more right now than to drag you up to the nearest bed and bury myself deep inside you until you can’t think.’

      ‘Oh...’ she breathed, her voice husky with desire. ‘I should be appalled at such a primitive statement...’

      ‘You’re not, though—are you?’ He stepped closer, moulding his body against her soft warmth. Holding her to him so that she could feel just how badly he wanted her.

      ‘No. I want you to take me right here on this beach,’ she said plainly, a smile playing on her sensual mouth.

      Leo claimed her mouth in a hard kiss, any thought of gentle seduction gone from his mind. He kissed her until their breath was ragged, her lips swollen and pink.

      Grabbing her by the hand, he began powering across the sand to the stone steps.

      ‘What happened to doing it right here?’ she asked breathlessly, colour high on her cheeks as they practically ran up the beach.

      ‘I think I can manage to get you to a bed at least once. I won’t have you thinking I’m a complete barbarian.’

      He winked, gathering her up into his arms swiftly before she could protest.

      ‘Nope, not a barbarian at all.’ She laughed as he carried her up the steps two at a time.

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