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Alejandro. What can happen to me?’

      What, indeed? she could only query silently several minutes later, when she emerged from a stall to find Savannah examining her make-up in front of the long mirrored wall.

      ‘Playing to win, darling?’ Savannah queried softly.

      ‘Every time, Savannah,’ she managed evenly as she took out lipstick and ran colour smoothly over her lips.

      ‘You’re very…small,’ Savannah opined with a total lack of graciousness. ‘A petite size eight?’

      There had to be a purpose to this conversation, and determining her dress size was totally irrelevant, Elise reflected as she recapped the lipstick and turned to face her aggressor.

      ‘Alejandro is so…’ Savannah trailed off delicately.

      ‘Well-endowed?’ Elise suggested, deliberately manufacturing a stunningly amused smile. ‘A distinct advantage, wouldn’t you agree?’

      Dark brown eyes glittered with dangerous venom as the model released a tinkle of soft laughter. ‘He’s a lusty animal, darling.’ Her gaze focused on Elise’s trim waist. ‘Pregnancy is hardly flattering, especially in the latter stage. I can’t imagine he’ll practise celibacy, no matter how temporary.’

      ‘And you’ll be there for him to turn to?’

      ‘Of course, darling.’ She paused, then sharpened the verbal barb for maximum impact. ‘As I have been, and always will be.’

      Elise felt sickened, and it took considerable effort to summon a light smile. ‘I really must go back to the table.’ She turned away, only to give an anguished gasp as Savannah caught hold of her injured hand.

      ‘Don’t underestimate me.’

      ‘I never have,’ Elise assured steadfastly. ‘Will you please let go of my hand? It’s still quite painful.’

      Savannah’s grip momentarily tightened, and her eyes gleamed with a malevolence that changed her features into a hard mask.

      For a few shocking seconds Elise thought she wouldn’t be able to cope with the pain, then Savannah flung her hand aside with a pitiless laugh.

      ‘I’d hate to hurt you unnecessarily.’ Collecting her evening bag, she swept out of the powder-room.

      For several minutes Elise was locked into immobility as she tried to control her shaken emotions. Her hand throbbed, aching with an intensity that clouded her eyes and took the colour from her face.

      ‘Are you all right?’

      The light feminine voice held concern, and Elise dredged up a faint smile.

      ‘You’re very pale. Perhaps you should sit down for a few minutes? Shall I fetch your husband?’

      ‘No. No,’ she reiterated quickly. ‘I’ll be all right in a few minutes.’

      ‘My table is next to yours. We’ll walk back together, shall we?’

      Elise was supremely conscious of Alejandro’s intent gaze as she resumed her seat. To her relief there was no sign of Savannah or her partner.

      ‘Would you like more tea?’

      She doubted if she would be able to drink it. ‘I’ve had enough, thanks.’ In more ways than one, she added silently.

      ‘Do you want to go home?’ His voice was quiet, and there was no escaping his penetrating appraisal.

      ‘Not yet,’ she managed with commendable calm. To leave now would amount to an admission of defeat, and she was damned if she would give Savannah the satisfaction.

      Most of the guests were drifting from one table to another, and Elise gave an inward sigh of relief when another couple joined them. The man, a business associate of Alejandro’s, launched into an in-depth discussion with him, while the woman engaged Elise in innocuous conversation.

      It was twenty minutes before they left, and Elise cast Alejandro a startled glance as he leaned an arm across the back of her chair.

      ‘It’s almost eleven. We’ve done our duty. Shall we leave?’

      ‘If you want to.’

      Without a further word he made their excuses, then began leading the way from the ballroom. Several acquaintances sought his attention and, although he paused momentarily to offer a few words in polite response, he didn’t linger.

      It was a relief to reach the car, and once inside Elise simply leaned back against the leather-cushioned seat as Alejandro eased the Bentley up to street level and into the steady stream of traffic vacating the city.

      Her hand still throbbed, although with less intensity, and the pain had subsided to a deep nagging ache. Bearable, she conceded, but only just.

      Music emitted from the stereo speakers, and she closed her eyes as the car sped smoothly towards Point Piper.

      Once indoors she made straight for the stairs, discarding her clothes as she entered the bedroom. When Alejandro appeared, only a bra and briefs shielded her from total nudity.

      ‘Want to tell me what upset you?’

      Her eyes held a hint of defiance. ‘Not really.’

      ‘Savannah followed you into the powder-room, and emerged minutes ahead of you.’

      ‘How observant of you to notice.’

      He crossed to stand within touching distance. ‘I notice everything about you,’ he drawled, sliding a hand beneath her hair to cup her nape. ‘The way you respond when we make love. What makes you smile. How your eyes cloud with pain,’ he said quietly.

      ‘Savannah and I exchanged a few words.’ She attempted a shrug, and met his gaze unflinchingly. ‘Is there any reason why we shouldn’t?’

      His eyes darkened fractionally. ‘None at all.’ His hand slid forward, and his thumb caressed the soft outline of her mouth.

      His touch was an erotic force, and she fought an inner battle not to succumb to his subtle brand of foreplay as he reached to unclasp her bra, freeing her breasts from the scrap of silk and lace.

      The burgeoning peaks ached for his touch, and a faint moan escaped her throat as he stroked the creamy fullness before paying attention to each dusky peak.

      His hands slid down her ribcage, over her waist to slip beneath her briefs, carrying them down over her hips with effortless ease before transferring his attention as he removed his own clothes.

      Then he reached for her, both hands framing her face as he lowered his head.

      His mouth was an erotic instrument, and she welcomed his kiss without reserve, exulting in the liquid warmth coursing through her veins. Her whole body seemed alive with acute sensation, and she moved close against him, needing the physical contact. Most of all she wanted to be swept away by primitive desire, to become so lost in the rapture of his lovemaking that Savannah and her hateful words would be pushed beyond the periphery of rational thought.

      It was almost as if he knew, and a low groan of delighted anticipation emerged from her throat as he drew her down on to the bed and began conducting a leisurely tasting of every sensual pleasure-spot.

      She exulted in the degree of eroticism he skilfully bestowed, the depth of emotion she experienced beneath his touch, so that when he finally took her it was all she could do not to cry out with joy.

      Afterwards she lay curled into the curve of his body, delightfully sated and on the verge of sleep.

      

      Elise woke later to find that Alejandro had already left for the city, and she indulged in a leisurely stretch before sliding from the bed. So far she had been very fortunate, for, although she occasionally experienced a slight queasiness on waking, it had not developed into morning sickness.

      After a refreshing shower she

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