Seductive Truths (Seductive Trilogy) Read Free Page B

don’t do that again, you scared me. ’
         ‘ Promise, ’ I smiled.  ‘ I don’t know what came over me.  Sorry for the scare. ’   I peered down at the innocent item carrying so many meanings.  ‘ I’m fine now. ’
         ‘ You’re sure?  You’re not going to have another funny turn? ’
         ‘ I’m fine, no need to worry. ’   She gave me a look of disbelief.  ‘ Come on, let’s get back to work.  Don’t want to be caught slacking. ’   I changed the topic to banish further thoughts of the incident from Zoe’s mind.  I wish the same could have been possible for me. 
     
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         Ten o’clock in the evening. 
         William and I were huddled up in one corner of the sofa watching television.  With his comforting arm around my shoulder I decided to broach the subject of the note.
         ‘ Thank you for the love letter today.  Never knew you were such a romantic. ’
         ‘ Hmm?  What’s that sweetie? ’   Will turned to look down at me.
         ‘ The love letter you left on my desk at work.  Very romantic. ’   I smiled up at him. 
         A blank expression was all I got in return.
         His lack of understanding unnerved me. 
         My pulse quickened.
         ‘ You did leave me a note today; at work; this morning, didn’t you? ’
         I desperately searched his eyes for any recognition. 
         ‘ Sorry love, but I haven’t the faintest clue what you’re rambling on about.  The only note I know of was the one you left me asking to pick up a pint of milk.  It wasn’t what I would have called romantic.  More like another one of your bloody orders you like leaving… ’
         Frowning, I leapt up from the sofa and made my way over to my bag.
         ‘ Where are you going? ’ asked Will, but I ignored him.  Instead I reached into the bag’s depth and gripped the formidable note.
         ‘ Here, ’ and I shoved it into his limp, disinterested hands.
         ‘ What’s this? ’
         ‘ The note. ’
         But his eyes remained locked on mine.  Brown orbs swimming with so many questions and something else.  An emotion I wasn’t entirely comfortable with.  One I’d never seen before and never wish to see again.  I nervously swallowed. 
         Sighing, he tore his penetrating gaze away from me and towards the centralised text.
         Watching him while he pursued each word, my mind drifted back to that emotion.  The slight fear it sparked in me.  In all the time I have known William, fear is a feeling I have never come across.  He has never given me reason to experience it, until now.
         It was as if someone or something else took possession of his soul.  For a split second he was a stranger.  It wasn’t the man I loved staring back at me.
         The more he read the harsher he gripped.  The paper’s edges were left disfigured.
         ‘ Who gave you this? ’ he growled.
         ‘ I don’t know!  That’s the whole point of anonymous! ’
         ‘ Who gave you this? ’ he yelled, turning on me.
         ‘ I-I do-do-don’t know. ’   I took a step back.
         William is tall, but it was only at this moment his height felt imposing.  Pure rage lit his eyes in a way that made me fear for my life.  That emotion rushed through my veins.
         However, just as quickly as the stranger appeared, the man I recognised was back.
         ‘ I’m sorry. ’   His free hand rubbed his temples.  ‘ I didn’t mean to lash out at you like that.  I’m just worried.  Sorry. ’
         Taking a tentative step towards my fiancé I replied, ‘ W-worried?  Worried a-about what? ’
         His eyes snapped up, the softness returned.  His love shined through causing my heart to sing. 
         ‘ Nothing, ’ he finally said.
         What?   ‘ It has to be something otherwise you wouldn’t have reacted like