Married to a Mistress(75)By: Lynne Graham
And then, when the band struck up the music, rising to the role expected of the bridal couple, they circled the floor and the dancing began. Given an excuse to remain constantly within Angelos’s hold, Maxie was initially content. Curving herself round him like a vine, she breathed in the hot, familiar scent of his body and inevitably turned weak with longing. ‘Any sign of anyone leaving yet?’ she kept on asking hopefully.
At last a trickle of departures led to a generalised flood. They saw Liz back out to the limo. Then Maxie and Angelos mounted the stairs hand in hand at a stately pace. ‘When did you realise you were in love with me?’ she pressed.
‘When you had the chickenpox and I still couldn’t wait to take you home.’
‘But you weren’t prepared to admit it—’
‘Torture wouldn’t have made me confess I was that vulnerable. This is our bedroom.’ Angelos cast wide a door with a flourish.
‘“Our” has a warm sound,’ Maxie savoured. ‘I still can’t believe you love me...’
‘You wouldn’t have had to wait so long to find out if you had kept quiet on the beach the morning after I got drunk.’ In exasperation Angelos framed her surprised face with loving hands. ‘I was ready to tell you. Since I was painfully aware that I had got everything wrong, and I was feeling unusually humble, I was planning to go for the sympathy vote...and what did you do?’
‘I told you about my godmother’s will... I think I’ll give my share to Nancy’s favourite children’s charity.’ She stared dizzily into dark eyes blazing with love and gave him a glorious smile. ‘I had to tell you about the will some time, but I was just trying to save face. I didn’t want you to realise how much I loved you—’
‘You’re a total dreamer.’
‘I’m the love of your life,’ Maxie reminded him rather smugly as she flicked loose his tie and slid his jacket down off his broad shoulders with the intent air of one unwrapping a wonderful parcel. ‘And you’re the love of mine.’
Angelos brought her down on the four-poster bed with a husky laugh of amusement. ‘Let me remind you of what you said in your list. Chauvinistic, bad-tempered, selfish, unromantic, insensitive, domineering—’
‘A woman always reserves the right to change her mind,’ Maxie inserted before he could get really warmed up.
Black eyes were burnished to pure gold as he met her dancing eyes. ‘You may be gorgeous...but I think it was your mind I fell in love with...all those snappy replies and sneaky moves, agape mou.’
‘To think I once thought you were cold.’ Maxie ran a tender loving hand over his hair-roughened chest. ‘How many children are we going to have?’ she asked.
Angelos gave her a startled smile of appreciation that turned her heart over and inside out. ‘You want my baby?’
Maxie nodded. The prospect just made her melt
‘You really are tremendous,’ Angelos breathed hoarsely.
And then he took her readily parted lips with urgent, speaking hunger and the passion took over, gloriously reaffirming their love for each other.
Ten months later, they had their first child. Maxie gave birth to a baby girl with blue eyes as bright and bossy as her own. Angelos took one look at his daughter and he just adored her too.