Bride By Blackmail. Кэрол Мортимер
got to know each other, to love each other, it still hadn’t been something she felt she could just baldly state as a fact.
But with Jed’s appearance in the Lawson home she realised she wouldn’t be able to put it off for much longer. In fact, she was surprised that the troublemaking Jed Lord she had known of old hadn’t already just blurted out that she was the ex-wife about whom he had been talking over dinner. If only to watch her squirm!
But he hadn’t. Which meant he must have his own reasons for not doing so…
No wonder she had a headache!
‘Think of him?’ she answered Andrew brightly. ‘In what way?’
‘In any way,’ Andrew replied. ‘Sukie certainly seems to find him fascinating—and my big sister isn’t easily impressed!’
No, she wasn’t. But then Sukie didn’t know Jed in the way that Georgie knew him, and obviously found his dark, brooding good-looks and arrogant self-assurance extremely attractive. So had Georgie once…
‘I doubt she would have brought him here with her if she wasn’t.’ Georgie evaded answering Andrew’s question directly.
‘Oh, Jed Lord didn’t come down with Sukie. My father told me over dinner that he’s a business acquaintance of his,’ Andrew confided.
Georgie looked frowningly at Jed. Gerald Lawson, since his retirement from politics, had returned to his earlier business interests. But as far as she was aware they didn’t include hotels, which she knew was where Jed’s family business concerns lay.
‘Really?’ she murmured contemplatively. ‘In that case, Sukie is certainly a fast worker,’ she added dryly as Andrew’s sister all but draped herself across Jed as they talked.
Andrew gave a disgusted snort. ‘She’s wasting her time with a man like Jed Lord.’
Georgie gave him a quizzical frown. ‘What do you mean…?’
‘From what’s been said, the man has only just escaped from one disastrous relationship—I seriously doubt he intends embarking on another. And he’s experienced enough to realise my big sister is trouble with a capital T!’ Andrew dismissed scornfully.
Georgie gave a wry shake of her head. ‘He doesn’t give the impression that he’s a man who runs away from trouble.’ In fact, she knew he wasn’t! ‘Besides, Andrew—’ she turned to him teasingly, deciding they had talked about Jed Lord quite enough for one evening ‘—when did you become so knowledgeable about experienced men?’ She gave him a mischievous smile.
Andrew smiled. ‘I’m twenty-seven, Georgie, not seven!’ he returned.
This was what she liked about being with Andrew: the complete freedom to do and say whatever she liked without fear of offending or angering him. Andrew was so easy-going she was totally relaxed in his company.
Something she had never been in Jed’s!
She frowned as she remembered her response earlier to the brief brush of Jed’s hand against hers when they were introduced. She had thought she was completely over him, that the finality of their divorce six months previously had severed all emotional ties to him. But, to her chagrin, she had felt more than just loathing earlier at his touch…
‘Hey, I was only joking, Georgie,’ Andrew chided softly, misunderstanding the reason for her frown. ‘I’ve never pretended to be an innocent, but neither am I a man of experience myself.’ He gave a rueful shake of his head. ‘I’ve been too busy making a successful career for myself to have too much time for that sort of thing.’
‘You don’t mind that the wedding isn’t until next Easter?’ she said concernedly, knowing that it had been her decision that they wait; she hadn’t told Andrew so, but she wanted time to make sure she didn’t make yet another mistake in her life. Although she was already pretty sure that Andrew would never let her down. Unlike— ‘I just thought an Easter wedding would be nice,’ she added warmly. Especially as her wedding to Jed had taken place at Christmas!
She still cringed at how young and naıve she had been then. How trusting. How utterly, utterly stupid!
‘And it will be.’ Andrew hugged her reassuringly. ‘We—’
‘I hope you don’t mind if we interrupt you two love-birds?’ interrupted a sarcastic, familiar voice.
Georgie stiffened at the sound of Jed’s voice, glancing up reluctantly to see that he and Sukie were beside the sofa. Sukie looked no more pleased than Georgie. Obviously it had been Jed’s decision to come over…
Georgie looked up at him challengingly, his sarcasm not lost on her even if it was on Andrew and Sukie. Hard grey eyes returned her interest, that sculptured face set into uncompromising lines. It wasn’t hard to guess, after his reference to ‘love-birds’, just why he was looking so grim.
But it was no longer any of Jed’s business who she showed her affection to. If it ever had been! Besides, Andrew was her fiancé, the man she was going to marry.
‘Please do,’ she answered smoothly, at the same time deciding to stand up; she did not intend giving Jed any sort of advantage over her!
Petty, perhaps, but that was the level to which their relationship had deteriorated before that final big blowup.
Andrew stood at her side, his arm moving lightly about the slenderness of her waist. ‘My father tells me that your family are in hotels, Jed,’ he prompted with polite interest.
‘Yes,’ Jed answered the other man abruptly while his eyes continued to rest on Georgie.
Georgie, who was becoming more and more uncomfortable by the second, was aware that Jed, a man who had never particularly cared for the social niceties before, was now behaving very rudely by continuing to stare at her. In the same way that their brief conversation at dinner hadn’t been socially polite either. If he didn’t start behaving in a more circumspect way someone in the Lawson family—probably the more astute Sukie—was going to guess that they weren’t complete strangers after all.
‘That must be very interesting,’ she put in lightly, her expression warning as Jed looked at her.
‘It can be.’ His answer was maddeningly unforthcoming.
Like getting blood out of a stone!
Like trying to find a heart somewhere in that stone…
‘You’re an author, I believe, Georgie.’ He spoke mildly.
‘Yes,’ she confirmed warily.
‘Will I have seen one of your books in the shops?’ He continued his line of questioning.
Her mouth tightened. ‘Not unless your taste runs to children’s books, no,’ she bit out tautly, wondering exactly where this conversation was going. Or if, indeed, it was going anywhere!
One thing she did know just from looking at Jed’s face: he had already known what her answer was going to be—if not quite prepared for the way in which she gave it!
So he already knew that she had written and had published a book for children…
How had he known that? There had been no personal contact of any kind between the two of them for over a year now, all correspondence concerning their divorce having passed between their two lawyers. And Georgie had deliberately avoided seeing anyone who might have contact with Jed.
But, nevertheless, she had no doubt that Jed already knew everything there was to know about the book she had written…
Jed’s mouth quirked. ‘I’m afraid not. Still, it’s an—unusual career,’ he added softly.
‘What’s unusual about it?’ Georgie prompted sharply, on the defensive as she glared at him.
He shrugged broad shoulders. ‘Perhaps it’s only that I’ve never met an author before.’
That