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'You say yes.' Alex stretched out his hands and she reached for them, helplessly revelling in the warmth of physical contact. An old-fashioned home-' maker with traditional values, highly unlikely to take off with the chauffeur one day, or announce that pregnancy might ruin her figure, or make spoilt-rich-girl demands! on a male who was very much accustomed to having everything go his way.

Perhaps all that she had despised in herself a mere week ago was ironically Alex's standard of what his wife should be. It crossed her mind that Alex believed he had her so well taped that she would provide him with no unwelcome surprises. I would not like to be marriedj solely on the basis of what I can deliver materially.' My embarrassment of riches did not tempt you an inch away from your moral standards last week.

'There must be loads of women… you know… who would be much more suitable than me…' Alex dealt her a cynically amused smile. 'You're a very rich man,' Sara pointed out in some embarrassment. He was so very, very good-looking that even at a time like this, when it was so important that she should not be distracted, she was. But the pain fades… I can assure you of that,' he replied very drily.Įlissa-lovely name, she thought abstractedly as she gazed at Alex's chiselled golden profile. I didn't suspect that he was still attracted to Antonia and I didn't once notice anything odd in his behaviour, but then, as you said, love makes you take people for granted, gives you a false, rosy picture and too many high-flown ideas. 'And the one thing this mess with Brian has taught me is that even though I've known him almost all my life I didn't really know him at all when the chips were down. 'I know you well enough, Alex,' Sara said a little shyly, reflecting that while she had been at her worst Alex had been at his best. 'No doubt you feel that you don't know me well enough.' 'Alex… I can't deny that you're tempting me… but I don't think that I'm in a state of mind right now to be dealing with such a major decision,' Sara returned unsteadily, her jewel-like eyes unguarded and anxious.

She was ashamed of that now-ashamed that her gauche unease in Alex's disturbingly physical presence had led her into such unjustifiable prejudice. There was a savage irony in making a comparison between two such radically different men, one whom she had adoringly placed on a pedestal and endowed with every conceivable virtue, the other whom she had disliked and misjudged and distrusted. She had never seen that conceit and egotism in Brian until now. And importance could find her deserving of interest.

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