The Tempestuous Flame. Carole Mortimer
each other, you mean?’
‘Not necessarily. I’ve found you very entertaining so far, and I see no reason for that to change. I wait in anticipation for your next move,’ he mocked.
He propelled her towards the car, opening the door for her to get in before getting in beside her. Close to him like this Caroline found his proximity overpowering and she moved slightly away from him. He drove the car with all the confidence that she had known he would, and she couldn’t help but admire his quick decisive movements on the steering wheel.
‘What next move?’ she asked innocently.
‘The next outrageous thing you’re going to do. You change like the wind, so I should think you’re going to lose your temper over something next.’
‘I don’t have a temper,’ she said firmly.
‘No, because you keep losing it,’ he taunted.
‘Are you trying to antagonise me, André?’
He grinned at her deliberate use of his first name. ‘I don’t need to try, I seem to do it quite naturally.’ The tyres of the car swished to a halt in front of the cottage. ‘Quite an accomplishment really.’ He opened the door for her as they took the shopping into the kitchen, studying her as she began to deftly put it away. ‘You know your way around here pretty well, don’t you?’
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