"And you have the pleasure of sleeping in my four-poster bed."
"Your bed?" The image of his dark head against the lace-edge pillow brought a slow burn to Holly's cheeks.
"Does that bother you?" Joshua asked.
"No," she said, quickly. "Why should it?"
"No reason. But I would have thought an enquiry as to whether I was still using it before you answered was advisable. Or maybe you're not that fussy."
Joshua Kent infuriated Holly - he was cavalier, overbearing and convinced she was a good-for-nothing gold-digger. Far worse was his bombshell that her past was a complete fabrication.
A new identity - and the inheritance which went with it -meant that Holly could embark on a new life. But where did Joshua fit into the scheme of things - was he just using the desire which flared between them to manipulate her? Only time would tell...
"Your bed?" The image of his dark head against the lace-edge pillow brought a slow burn to Holly's cheeks.
"Does that bother you?" Joshua asked.
"No," she said, quickly. "Why should it?"
"No reason. But I would have thought an enquiry as to whether I was still using it before you answered was advisable. Or maybe you're not that fussy."
Joshua Kent infuriated Holly - he was cavalier, overbearing and convinced she was a good-for-nothing gold-digger. Far worse was his bombshell that her past was a complete fabrication.
A new identity - and the inheritance which went with it -meant that Holly could embark on a new life. But where did Joshua fit into the scheme of things - was he just using the desire which flared between them to manipulate her? Only time would tell...
