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'I . . . I'm not g-going to tell you anything,' she said, stammering in
helpless rage, her face white and tense. 'I don't want to talk to you.
Take me home.'
'Not until you've faced up to the truth,' he said grimly.
'Then I'll walk!'
She swivelled to get out of the car; he caught her shoulder in a grip
that made her flinch and flung her round to face him again, leaning
over her with those hard dark eyes fixed on her in a hostile stare.
'You're making a bad mistake, Melanie. This dream world you've
built for yourself is going to crumble one day, and when it does you're
going to find yourself trapped in a painful mess.'
'That's my affair, not yours!'
'He's no more in love with you than you are with him,' Jamie went on
brusquely.
'Oh, why won't you shut up?' she wailed like a child, but the emotions
she felt were far from childhood, far from anything she had ever
known before a painful mixture of feelings which like some
roughly shaken cocktail seemed to be exploding in her body. How
was it possible to dislike someone and feel an intense physical
attraction all at once? Close to him in the car, she felt her senses work
violently. Her cooler mind couldn't stop the process.
'You know I'm telling the truth,' Jamie said, his mouth twisting.
'That's why you're so desperate to stop me.'
'Let me go, you're hurting me!' she said, trying to break his hold.
'At least that's a genuine feeling,' he said. 'If I'm hurting you, and you
can feel it, that should tell you something about the way you really
feel about Ross Ellis. You're alive now; you know I'm holding you.
When you're with him you look like someone sleep-walking, and I'm
afraid you're going to sleep-walk into marriage with him and right
over a precipice.'
Trembling, she said, 'Ross and I understand each other we don't
need you to act as go-between.'
'Don't be such an obstinate little fool,' he broke out, shaking her. 'I
want. . .'
'I know what you want!' she interrupted angrily, and then there was a
charged silence while they stared at each other, and Melanie began to
feel a peculiar languor; her throat seemed hot and dry, she couldn't
breathe properly.
'Do you?' Jamie asked softly, holding her eyes. His head swooped,
caught her mouth, the pressure sending her head back against the seat
of his car. Melanie fought against a dizziness which made her want to
shut her eyes; the feel of his mouth had a sensual warmth that sent
slow waves of pleasure through her body. She couldn't think clearly,
couldn't keep her mouth closed in spite of her struggle to do so, and
her lips parted, yielding and heated.
Jamie wasn't holding her shoulders any more. His hands had
travelled, begun exploring; she felt them moving over her body and a
harsh groan broke from her. She tried to shake her head, push him
away, but his mouth insisted and with that provocative invitation
constantly tempting her, her struggles died away and Jamie took her
wrists and placed her arms around his neck.
'Kiss me,' he whispered, his lips moving on hers.
Her mind drowned; her body consented, their mouths clinging and
the tremors of wild need making her shake from head to foot. Ross
had never kissed her like that, never aroused the dormant instincts she
was only just discovering existed deep inside her.
Jamie lifted his head a few moments later, breathing thickly.
Melanie's fingers were in his thick black hair, her bruised mouth
aching as his lips left it, her body quivering passionately, arched
against him.
Drowsily, her lids quivered, lifted, the dark blue eyes looked at him in
glazed confusion.
'Now tell me you've ever kissed him like that,' he said, staring at her
without a smile, and the words were like a slap in the face.
There had been something dreamlike about the caresses they had just
exchanged; she had let herself slip helplessly into a fantasy and the
awakening was painful. Her face burned in shame and realisation.
She couldn't get out a syllable; her throat was clogged with the
dryness of ashes.
'That's why you've got to break off your engagement,' Jamie said
harshly, watching her like an enemy. 'You couldn't kiss me like that if
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