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store. Smiling with delight, she opened the store door and started inside. She was almost through the door when she felt the firm hand on her arm. Glancing upwards, she saw the shocked expression on Gerrard"s face. “You can"t go in there,” he said, horror etching every inch of his face.
He might be her least favorite, but he was still a very nice gentleman. She felt a small amount of guilt at what she was putting the man through but pushed that to the back of her mind and shook her head. “I need to buy something in here. You can either stand outside or come in. It is up to you,” she said as confidently as she could, daring the man to stop her.
The indecision was obvious and he struggled for several seconds before he managed to shake his head. “No. There"s nothing in this store that you need,” he said firmly.
Electralaughed. “Yes. There definitely is,” she said and slipped out of his grasp before he could say anything else.
Walking quickly through the store, she headed for the back, determined to avoid Gerrard"s furious gaze and the probable humiliation when he worked up the nerve to follow her into the store and drag her out.
Luckily, she quickly found exactly what she needed and made her purchase. Walking out, she smiled brightly at a glaring Gerrard, acting as if nothing was amiss. Which, in her mind, there wasn"t although she knew he didn"t see it quite the same way.
She was just getting into her car when her cell phone rang. Looking at the number, her heart froze, then went into overdrive when she realized that this was an unknown number.
“Hello?” she answered the phone with as much co nfidence as her racing heart would allow. Unfortunately, it wasn"t Dharr but one of his aides, giving her directions to Dharr"s address.
She wrote down the time and address with both terror and excitement. This was it, she thought as she hung up the phone. She could do this, she told herself and took a long, deep breath.
“I"m going to this address tonight,” she said, handing the piece of paper to Gerrard defiantly. “And you"re not coming in.”
Gerrard looked at the address, then nodded. “Fine,” handing the piece of paper back to her without looking at her face.
There was a grim look on his face she hadn"t ever seen before. As Electra drove the car home, she reflected what she"d seen in his expression, not sure how exactly to describe it. It bothered her, but as soon as she walked into the house, the excitement of the upcoming evening overrode every other consideration.
She showered, then pulled her hair up on top of her head in a sophisticated twist. Pulling on her new dress, she surveyed her reflection in the mirror as she fastened dangling earrings to her ears. They were not real diamonds, but who would ever know? Cubic Zirconium were great fakes, she told herself.
Walking into the lobby of the luxurious apartment complex, she smiled tremulously to the doorman. Micha followed slightly behind her but he held back when she stepped into the elevators. She didn"t understand why, this night of all nights, he was willing to leave her alone. Maybe the wealth of the building or perhaps it was the way she was dressed, obviously ready for her evening liaison. Whatever the reason, she was thrilled when the elevator doors closed with her alone. A shiver of anticipation traveled through her body and she could hardly wait to see Dharr once again. Had it only been six hours, she wondered?It seemed like weeks since she"d left him in the hotel restaurant.
The elevator doors opened and, instead of a hallway filled with different doors, she found herself stepping into an opulently decorated foyer. The elevator was obviously a private one that led directly to what appeared to be the penthouse of the building. Electra was struck by the view of London laid out in front of her through the floor to ceiling windows.
She was still standing there, looking stunned and feeling extremely nervous when a deep voice chuckled. “I know the view is nice, but I didn"t know it would stun people to immobility. At least, it never has before,” he explained and moved forward, reaching out to lift her hand to his mouth. She shivered again when his mouth touched her fingers. But that was nothing compared to the feeling of desire that sparked through her body when he turned her