it. Her mind ruled her body, not the other way round.
Hearing the door unlatch, Kate turned her head. As soon as the door opened, the sounds from the party rushed inside. She felt momentarily confused seeing a familiar figure in the doorway. It must have been the noise. It disturbed her.
Her mouth fell open. “Mark?”
It was a question not a greeting.
“Oh, I was after Daniel,” he replied. A look of surprise washed across his face, then he said to Daniel, “There was little proposal I wanted to run by you, but obviously this isn’t a good time.”
“Another time, mate,” Daniel replied.
“I might get another drink. This is a party, after all.” Mark nodded at them in turn. “Catch you later. Daniel. Kate.”
He closed the door behind him, blocking out the noise of the party.
Kate couldn’t believe it. Mark had done nothing. No jealousy, no reaction, just a hint of surprise.
What kind of boyfriend was he? What kind of man?
He trusted her. Mark knew she wouldn’t do anything to be ashamed of. Kate wasn’t going to take this little interlude with Daniel any further. In fact, she was just about to call a halt to it.
Still, she could’ve done with a little support. She and Mark had been on shaky ground lately and this was one of the things they’d talked about. So often he seemed to ignore her.
Besides, surely finding her alone in a room with a man should’ve been all the more reason for him to hang around. Clearly, he didn’t care enough even to pretend to be outraged.
Perhaps now the room was quiet again, she’d be able to concentrate. It had thrown her, seeing him like that.
Daniel gazed at her and Kate felt something stirring deep inside. Just a wisp of sensation but unmistakably sexual.
She had to stop this. It shouldn’t be happening.
He traced the back of his hand up the bare skin of her arm with a touch that was barely there. It was deliberately slow, purposely delicious. He knew exactly what he was doing, knew how to make her senses tingle.
Sliding his fingertips along the curve of her neck, his hand came to rest at her jaw as he cupped her f ace in one hand. And though she knew what was going to follow, still she couldn’t move.
T ilting his head towards hers, Daniel leaned in closer and she could smell the hint of after-shave, just a tiny tempting whiff, mixed with his natural manly smell. It made her want to breathe deeper, lean closer, take in more of that intoxicating scent.
S he couldn’t let herself.
Still facing him, she stepped away from the desk. Away from him.
“You can’t,” she protested.
“W hy not?”
“Someone else got in first. I’m engaged.”
Chapter Two
Engaged to be married? Kate?
Daniel stayed where he was, leaning against the desk, and shook his head. There was no way he was going to believe she was engaged. Not for a moment. He didn’t even need to think about it.
“Kate,” he said calmly. “You are not engaged.”
She held his gaze. “Yes, I am.”
Daniel looked into her thoughtful pale eyes, the irises ringed in dark grey, her eyes lined with thick, lush lashes. She wasn’t lying, not intentionally.
Something wasn’t right. He just couldn’t quite put his finger on what.
“You don’t act like a ny engaged woman I’ve ever met,” he said.
“What’s that supposed to mean?”
“I’ve got four sisters, all married. I’ve experienced all four weddings at close range, much closer than I ever wanted, and there’s one thing I know for sure. Women love weddings.”
“And?”
“A woman who is engaged to be married, all she can think about is bridesmaids and flowers and everything else that goes along with it. And that goes for pretty much any female I can think of.”
She shrugged. “That might be right.”
“And you, Kate, do not act that way at all.”
“I’m not any woman.”
“Oh, I can see that. I don’t need any convincing on that account.”
She raised her eyebrows. “Really?”
If there was one
Hearing the door unlatch, Kate turned her head. As soon as the door opened, the sounds from the party rushed inside. She felt momentarily confused seeing a familiar figure in the doorway. It must have been the noise. It disturbed her.
Her mouth fell open. “Mark?”
It was a question not a greeting.
“Oh, I was after Daniel,” he replied. A look of surprise washed across his face, then he said to Daniel, “There was little proposal I wanted to run by you, but obviously this isn’t a good time.”
“Another time, mate,” Daniel replied.
“I might get another drink. This is a party, after all.” Mark nodded at them in turn. “Catch you later. Daniel. Kate.”
He closed the door behind him, blocking out the noise of the party.
Kate couldn’t believe it. Mark had done nothing. No jealousy, no reaction, just a hint of surprise.
What kind of boyfriend was he? What kind of man?
He trusted her. Mark knew she wouldn’t do anything to be ashamed of. Kate wasn’t going to take this little interlude with Daniel any further. In fact, she was just about to call a halt to it.
Still, she could’ve done with a little support. She and Mark had been on shaky ground lately and this was one of the things they’d talked about. So often he seemed to ignore her.
Besides, surely finding her alone in a room with a man should’ve been all the more reason for him to hang around. Clearly, he didn’t care enough even to pretend to be outraged.
Perhaps now the room was quiet again, she’d be able to concentrate. It had thrown her, seeing him like that.
Daniel gazed at her and Kate felt something stirring deep inside. Just a wisp of sensation but unmistakably sexual.
She had to stop this. It shouldn’t be happening.
He traced the back of his hand up the bare skin of her arm with a touch that was barely there. It was deliberately slow, purposely delicious. He knew exactly what he was doing, knew how to make her senses tingle.
Sliding his fingertips along the curve of her neck, his hand came to rest at her jaw as he cupped her f ace in one hand. And though she knew what was going to follow, still she couldn’t move.
T ilting his head towards hers, Daniel leaned in closer and she could smell the hint of after-shave, just a tiny tempting whiff, mixed with his natural manly smell. It made her want to breathe deeper, lean closer, take in more of that intoxicating scent.
S he couldn’t let herself.
Still facing him, she stepped away from the desk. Away from him.
“You can’t,” she protested.
“W hy not?”
“Someone else got in first. I’m engaged.”
Chapter Two
Engaged to be married? Kate?
Daniel stayed where he was, leaning against the desk, and shook his head. There was no way he was going to believe she was engaged. Not for a moment. He didn’t even need to think about it.
“Kate,” he said calmly. “You are not engaged.”
She held his gaze. “Yes, I am.”
Daniel looked into her thoughtful pale eyes, the irises ringed in dark grey, her eyes lined with thick, lush lashes. She wasn’t lying, not intentionally.
Something wasn’t right. He just couldn’t quite put his finger on what.
“You don’t act like a ny engaged woman I’ve ever met,” he said.
“What’s that supposed to mean?”
“I’ve got four sisters, all married. I’ve experienced all four weddings at close range, much closer than I ever wanted, and there’s one thing I know for sure. Women love weddings.”
“And?”
“A woman who is engaged to be married, all she can think about is bridesmaids and flowers and everything else that goes along with it. And that goes for pretty much any female I can think of.”
She shrugged. “That might be right.”
“And you, Kate, do not act that way at all.”
“I’m not any woman.”
“Oh, I can see that. I don’t need any convincing on that account.”
She raised her eyebrows. “Really?”
If there was one
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