I won’t get into these jeans again.’
‘Which would be a pity,’ he said blandly, ‘when they’re such a perfect fit.’
She grinned. ‘I suppose you noticed when you were following me up the stairs?’
‘A man can’t help noticing such things,’ said Alex, unrepentant. ‘Will you pour?’
They lingered over coffee until the pot was dry, while Sarah listened avidly to Alex’s account of his work on the house. But at last he apologised for getting carried away and stacked their cups on the tray. ‘Now, you take a sofa over there while I clear away.’
‘I’ll help,’ she said firmly, and started gathering up dessert plates.
While they tidied up, in his compact, well-designed kitchen, Alex demanded a detailed account of her movements since he’d last seen her, and Sarah told him about the meal at Westhope Farm, and Mavis Grover’s powerful parsnip wine. But they were sitting on one of the sofas together before she mentioned Dan Mason’s visit.
‘He came round to your place?’ Alex’s eyes narrowed. ‘And what was that about?’
‘He wanted me to have dinner with him again, at some place near Ross.’
‘And what did you say?’ he asked silkily.
‘I said no. And not just because you warned me against him, so don’t look so smug.’ Sarah shivered. ‘I didn’t want to go out with him, to Ross or anywhere else.’
‘Good,’ said Alex with satisfaction, and put an arm round her.
‘Dan was so objectionable when I said no—Harry was all for seeing him off,’ she added, chuckling. ‘He’d been cleaning my windows. You should have seen Dan’s face when Harry appeared.’
‘Good for Harry!’
‘Anyway, Dan went off in a huff, but his parting shot was a warning about you.’
Alex stiffened. ‘Oh?’
‘He said I should watch my step, because I’m in the same line of business as you, and while I’m just small fry you’ve got the might of the Merrick Group behind you.’
‘That’s nonsense,’ he said flatly. ‘The man’s an idiot.’
‘He also told me,’ Sarah informed him, ‘that droves of women are attracted to your Merrick money, but you refuse to get hooked.’
Alex’s mouth curled in distaste. ‘I think droves may be exaggerating slightly. Besides, I did get hooked. Once.’
‘Do you still have feelings for the lady? Sorry,’ she added hastily. ‘You don’t have to answer that.’
‘My pride took a beating at the time. But it recovered, and so did I. Completely.’ He smiled crookedly ‘Unlike those mythical droves of women, mere money doesn’t work for you, Sarah, does it? Least of all when it comes attached to the name of Merrick.’ He leaned nearer. ‘But you wouldn’t be here tonight if you didn’t like me for myself a little.’
‘True. I do like you. And not just a little. I like you a lot.’ On impulse she kissed his cheek.
Alex promptly seized her in his arms and kissed her mouth, and when she made no protest went on kissing her with a savouring pleasure she shared to the full. ‘I can stop if you like,’ he whispered, after an interval.
Sarah shook her head. ‘Not just yet. Kiss me some more.’
‘Yes, ma’ am!’ He ran the tip of his tongue round her parted lips, then slid it between them in a caress which she responded to with such fervour he lifted her onto his lap as he kissed her. He felt a surge of triumph as her breath quickened in time with his. He smoothed a hand over the glittering fabric covering her breasts, and felt himself harden as her breath caught. He raised his head, his eyes questioning. ‘You don’t like that?’
She nodded wordlessly, her breathing ragged as his mouth returned to hers, coaxing and tasting with a new hunger as his caressing fingers slid beneath the tunic to trace the shape of breasts which were suddenly so taut and sensitive she felt fire streak south to parts of her unused to such ravishing sensation. Then suddenly she was back in her place on the sofa, and Alex was on his feet, raking a hand through his hair.
‘Look, Sarah, let’s get something straight. Just because I asked you to come to my place doesn’t mean I expect you to sing for your supper.’
‘That’s a relief,’ she said breathlessly, ‘because I can’t carry a tune in a bucket.’
He let out a crack of laughter and sat down again. ‘No singing, then. I’m not trying to rush you to bed, either.’
Sarah took in a deep, calming breath. ‘If you had something like that in mind you’d do better to stick to a sofa down