now I love him. Yes, love him. He’s so kind and tender and tonight he made love to me. Not once, but many times. He aroused a passion in me I never knew I had and he gave to me, only me, not caring about his own pleasure.
Whatever happens in the future, I shall never, never stop loving him. I know I am just another woman he met and he will soon forget, but to me he is the man with whom I would want to spend the rest of my life, if I could.
I have to find away to come back to him, somehow.
She hesitated in her writing as she heard the floor creak. Hastily hiding the diary beneath the armchair cushion, she looked up with an air of innocence as Jack walked out of the bedroom. He had put on his shorts but even so, her eyes were on stalks as she stared in admiration at his physique.
“What are you doing out here? Come back to bed,” he said, holding his arms out to her.
She went to him, adoring his welcoming kisses. “Oh Jack, I never want this night to end,” she murmured into his neck as he lifted her in his arms.
~ * ~
Jack woke early to the sound of a helicopter. Puzzled, he climbed from the bed leaving Lara still sleeping soundly.
Peering out of the window, he was even more astonished to hear the sound of high-powered motor boats. He pulled on his shorts and tee shirt and was about to go outside to investigate when the cottage door burst open and he faced what appeared to be a small army of SWAT police officers carrying guns all aimed at him.
“What the hell is going on?” He had hardly got the words out when a man in a suit pushed his way through the officers.
“Place your hands behind you,” he shouted, and as Jack obeyed, he roughly snapped handcuffs on him.
Jack turned to face the man. “There’s been a misunderstanding…”
“There’s no mistake. Jack Lucas, you are under arrest for the kidnapping of Her Highness, Princess Lara of Challoner.
Four
Lara woke with a start, her head resounding with the sound of men shouting from the lounge. Scrambling from the bed, she pulled on her underclothes, followed by slacks and top. What was going on? Who was yelling?
She would never forget the sight that met her eyes as she raced into the other room. The place was full of police officers brandishing guns while Jack stood in the middle of them arguing with a man in a suit. As she flew to Jack’s side, she could see that his hands were shackled behind his back in handcuffs.
“Who are these men? What has happened?” She pressed closer to him, her arms around his waist. Jack stiffened and step away.
“You might well ask what’s happened,” he snapped, his blue eyes as cold as ice as he looked down at her. “Why the hell didn’t you tell me who you were?”
Before she could reply, the man in the suit spoke to her. “Your Highness, I’m Agent Brian Hawkins from the Australian Federal Police. This man has been placed under arrest for your kidnapping and holding you hostage.”
“What?” She covered her mouth with her hands.
“I have instructions to take you both to the mainland where Mr. Lucas will be formally charged,” the agent continued.
“But there has been a most dreadful mistake,” she gasped, staring at Jack who merely shrugged.
The agent turned his attention more fully to her. “For clarification purposes, you are Princess Lara of Challoner?”
“Yes, I am.”
“You are not an Australian citizen?”
“No. But, please, Agent Hawkins, Jack... Mr. Lucas didn’t kidnap me. He’s a friend of mine,” she said in righteous indignation.
“Let them have their fun, Lara. We can sort this out on the mainland.” Amusement now colored Jack’s voice.
She rounded on him. “This isn’t funny,” she lashed out. “They could put you in prison.” She quivered at the prospect and turned again to the police officer.
“Mr. Hawkins, I ask you please to unfasten Mr. Lucas’s handcuffs and allow us to pack our things. We aren’t likely to run
Whatever happens in the future, I shall never, never stop loving him. I know I am just another woman he met and he will soon forget, but to me he is the man with whom I would want to spend the rest of my life, if I could.
I have to find away to come back to him, somehow.
She hesitated in her writing as she heard the floor creak. Hastily hiding the diary beneath the armchair cushion, she looked up with an air of innocence as Jack walked out of the bedroom. He had put on his shorts but even so, her eyes were on stalks as she stared in admiration at his physique.
“What are you doing out here? Come back to bed,” he said, holding his arms out to her.
She went to him, adoring his welcoming kisses. “Oh Jack, I never want this night to end,” she murmured into his neck as he lifted her in his arms.
~ * ~
Jack woke early to the sound of a helicopter. Puzzled, he climbed from the bed leaving Lara still sleeping soundly.
Peering out of the window, he was even more astonished to hear the sound of high-powered motor boats. He pulled on his shorts and tee shirt and was about to go outside to investigate when the cottage door burst open and he faced what appeared to be a small army of SWAT police officers carrying guns all aimed at him.
“What the hell is going on?” He had hardly got the words out when a man in a suit pushed his way through the officers.
“Place your hands behind you,” he shouted, and as Jack obeyed, he roughly snapped handcuffs on him.
Jack turned to face the man. “There’s been a misunderstanding…”
“There’s no mistake. Jack Lucas, you are under arrest for the kidnapping of Her Highness, Princess Lara of Challoner.
Four
Lara woke with a start, her head resounding with the sound of men shouting from the lounge. Scrambling from the bed, she pulled on her underclothes, followed by slacks and top. What was going on? Who was yelling?
She would never forget the sight that met her eyes as she raced into the other room. The place was full of police officers brandishing guns while Jack stood in the middle of them arguing with a man in a suit. As she flew to Jack’s side, she could see that his hands were shackled behind his back in handcuffs.
“Who are these men? What has happened?” She pressed closer to him, her arms around his waist. Jack stiffened and step away.
“You might well ask what’s happened,” he snapped, his blue eyes as cold as ice as he looked down at her. “Why the hell didn’t you tell me who you were?”
Before she could reply, the man in the suit spoke to her. “Your Highness, I’m Agent Brian Hawkins from the Australian Federal Police. This man has been placed under arrest for your kidnapping and holding you hostage.”
“What?” She covered her mouth with her hands.
“I have instructions to take you both to the mainland where Mr. Lucas will be formally charged,” the agent continued.
“But there has been a most dreadful mistake,” she gasped, staring at Jack who merely shrugged.
The agent turned his attention more fully to her. “For clarification purposes, you are Princess Lara of Challoner?”
“Yes, I am.”
“You are not an Australian citizen?”
“No. But, please, Agent Hawkins, Jack... Mr. Lucas didn’t kidnap me. He’s a friend of mine,” she said in righteous indignation.
“Let them have their fun, Lara. We can sort this out on the mainland.” Amusement now colored Jack’s voice.
She rounded on him. “This isn’t funny,” she lashed out. “They could put you in prison.” She quivered at the prospect and turned again to the police officer.
“Mr. Hawkins, I ask you please to unfasten Mr. Lucas’s handcuffs and allow us to pack our things. We aren’t likely to run
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