In Bed With...Collection. Emma Darcy

In Bed With...Collection - Emma  Darcy


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her alone and that troubled her far more than it should.

      Eddie and her mother said all the polite responses to his polite appreciation of the day spent with them. Her mother took him in tow to the lounge room so he could say goodbye to her father and she was left behind in the dining room with Eddie, whose eyes were full of questions.

      ‘So?’ he asked, as soon as their visitor was out of earshot.

      ‘So, nothing,’ she answered. ‘I showed him the garden.’

      She couldn’t bring herself to open up a discussion on what had happened between her and Jake Freedman. Somehow it was too personal, too private.

      Besides, it would probably come to nothing.

      And it was probably better that way.

      Probably.

       CHAPTER FOUR

      THE end of the week, he’d said.

      It was the first thought Laura had when she woke up on Friday morning.

      If he was still thinking of her, she mentally added, half-hoping that he wasn’t so she wouldn’t be faced with the decision of whether or not to see him again.

      It had been impossible to get him out of her head. She couldn’t look at a guy without comparing him to Jake Freedman. None of them measured up to him. Not even close. Her uni studies had suffered with him slipping into her mind when she should have been concentrating. As for being a Director of First Impressions at her receptionist job, no impressions at all had got through to her. Directing the doctors’ patients had all been a matter of rote this week. It was like her whole life was revolving around waiting for his call.

      Which was really, really bad.

      What had happened to her strong sense of independence? It should be rising above this obsessive thinking about a man, putting him in a place of relative unimportance. She didn’t like not being in full control of her life. It was as though a virus had invaded her system and she couldn’t get rid of it. But as all viruses did, it would run its course and leave her, she told herself.

      Especially if Jake didn’t call.

      However, if he did…

      Laura heaved a fretful sigh and rolled out of bed, unable to make up her mind on what she should do. Would she always wonder about him if she didn’t try him out?

      It was an unanswerable question. Nevertheless, it plagued her all day, distracting her from the lectures at uni. By late afternoon she had decided it was best if Jake didn’t call so a choice wasn’t even available. She felt so woolly-headed, it was a relief to board the ferry from Circular Quay to Mosman and stand on the outside deck, needing a blast of sea breeze to whip away the fog in her mind.

      The ferry was halfway across the harbour when her mobile phone rang. Her heart instantly started hammering. It might not be him, she told herself, plucking the phone out of the side pocket of her bag. He would not have finished work yet. It wasn’t quite five o’clock. Her father rarely arrived home before seven.

      Gingerly she raised the phone to her ear and said, ‘Hello.’

      ‘It’s Jake, Laura.’

      His voice conjured up his image so sharply, her breath stuck in her throat.

      ‘Would you like to go out to dinner with me tomorrow night?’

      Dinner! Her head whirled. To go or not to go…

      ‘I thought we could try Neil Perry’s Spice Temple. A new experience for both of us if you haven’t been there.’

      Neil Perry…one of Sydney’s master chefs! His restaurants were famous for their wonderful food. The Rockpool. The Rockpool Bar and Grill. The Spice Temple. She would love, love, love to eat there, but…

      ‘I can’t afford it.’

      ‘My treat. You gave me a great meal last Sunday.’

      True. He owed her. ‘Okay. I’d like that very much,’ she said recklessly. A Neil Perry dinner was worth one evening with the man, regardless of what inner turmoil he caused. And maybe that would stop on further acquaintance. ‘I’ll meet you there,’ she quickly added, not wanting her father to know she was seeing Jake Freedman again. ‘What time?’

      ‘Will seven o’clock suit?’

      ‘Yes.’

      ‘You know the address?’

      ‘I’ll look it up.’

      ‘It’s a basement restaurant. Go straight downstairs. I’ll wait for you inside.’

      ‘I won’t be late. Thanks for the invitation.’

      She ended the call, quite pleased with herself for handling it with a fair amount of control. This meeting could be contained at the restaurant…if she wanted it to be. Eddie would let her stay over at his apartment in Paddington on Saturday night so being taken home by Jake could be avoided, too.

      Excitement buzzed through her…wicked, wanton excitement.

      A sexy man, a sexy meal…impossible not to look forward to experiencing both.

      Jake steeled himself for the Friday afternoon wrap-up meeting in Alex Costarella’s office, suspecting there was only one issue of real interest on the agenda. He was right. After a half-hour chat about the week’s work, Costarella leaned back in his executive chair, a smug little man-to-man smile on his face as he asked, ‘Will you be seeing Laura this weekend?’

      ‘Yes. We’re having dinner together tomorrow night,’ he answered, hating this matchmaking farce, but knowing that going along with it was to his advantage, keeping his position in the company ripple-free until he was ready to strike.

      ‘Good! Good!’

      Jake smiled back, playing the game to the hilt. ‘Thank you for introducing me to her.’

      ‘Pleasure. Laura needs a man to take her in hand and I hope you’re the man to do it, Jake.’

      The only way he was going to take her in hand was in bed, if she agreed to it. ‘She’s certainly very attractive.’

      It was a noncommittal statement but Costarella found it encouraging enough to let the matter pass. ‘Enjoy your weekend,’ he said, and Jake was free to leave.

      He’d thought a lot about Laura Costarella since last Sunday. She was hostile to her father, hostile to his wishes, and he’d anticipated her saying no to the dinner invitation. Since he very much wanted her to say yes, he’d deliberately used the Neil Perry draw-card, knowing that her interest in cooking had to make her something of a foodie.

      Temptation…

      The stronger it was, the harder it was to resist.

      She wanted him, too. No doubt about that. If she was up for a wild fling with him, Jake would be only too happy to oblige. He’d been itching to oblige all week. Satisfying the lust she’d triggered in him was fast becoming a must-do, though he did feel ambivalent about taking on Costarella’s daughter. He hadn’t counted on liking her and he certainly didn’t want to begin caring about her.

      Spicy company, spicy food, spicy sex.

      That had to be the limit of his involvement with the daughter of his enemy because a line would be driven between them when he brought charges against her father, ensuring that the corrupt insolvency practitioner could never again bury another struggling business to secure his obscene liquidator’s fee.

      Lust always burned out after a while, he assured himself.

      In the meantime, the fire had been lit for tomorrow night and he looked forward to some very spicy heat.

      Laura stood in front of the billowing


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