will. If you were honest, you would admit you liked my kisses very well indeed. Nor have you any excuse for mistaking my intentions towards you, like you did Peter's. A trifle slow in the uptake, your gentleman friend, wouldn't you say?'
Georgina would have said a great deal more than that, but she
restrained herself nobly. 'He's not such a fool as all that!'
'My dear girl, you should have seen his face when I suggested to him you were hoping to marry him. He wasn't worthy of your undoubted talents!'
She blushed with pleasure. 'What talents?' she asked hopefully.
'That would be telling!'' His mouth twitched. 'You haven't had as much experience of the opposite sex as you pretend, Georgie Porgie. The time for kissing mere boys has gone now you have a man of your own. You'll need all the talents you possess to cope with him!'
'With you?' She felt suddenly humble in the face of the challenge he held out to her. He must feel something for her after all.
'Since Peter failed you, I'm the only man you've got,' he drawled, getting slowly to his feet. 'I won't have you playing around with anyone else.'
He disappeared down the aisle towards the open door of the plane, exchanging a laughing word with one of the fresh hostesses who had come on board a few minutes before. Georgina saw the quick interest on the hostess's face and wondered if every female felt the same way when they saw his shaggy good looks and the distinctly masculine look in his gold-brown eyes. Was it no more than the automatic, feminine reaction to any personable man that she felt for him? Was that what had been the matter with her ever since she had discovered she didn't dislike him half as much as she had thought she did? But no, that was ridiculous. He wasn't the kind of man who had ever attracted her in the past. Her type had always been the well-read, gentle, academic sort, not an engineer who liked to get his hands dirty and who didn't give a damn how he won just as long as he did. That was the William she knew! A man too arrogant to be borne!
Yet when he came back to her there was no doubt but that her heart beat faster.
'We're about to have breakfast again,' he said, throwing himself back into his seat.
'Again?'
'It's the last time before Colombo,' he said solemnly. 'You'd better make the most of it.'
She giggled in a way she seldom did, but which Jennifer did all too often, and was rewarded by a sharp look from her husband.
‘You don't do that often enough,' he told her.
‘There hasn't been much to laugh about recently,' she reminded him.
‘We'll have to change that.' His eyes lit with a purely masculine glint that shook her to the core, it was so unexpected. ‘What kind of things
do you find funny, Georgie?'
‘Not you!' She turned her head away and made a play of fanning herself with the paperback she held in her hand. ‘It's hot in here, isn't it?'
He put out a hand and took the book away from her, glancing at its title as he did so. Apparently he approved of the title, for he turned it over and began to read the blurb on the back.
‘Coward,' he murmured. ‘What do you think I can do to you in a public plane?'
‘I hadn't considered the matter,' she replied with a lift to her chin.
He chuckled. ‘Liar! Are you reading this?'
‘Yes, I am!' She took it back from him and, finding her place, buried her nose in it to such good effect that she barely noticed the shutting of the doors and consequently missed the last sight she might have had of Bombay as they took off and circled southwards over the city.
It didn't seem long after that she had her first glimpse of Sri Lanka. The white sands that fringed the coconut plantations shone brightly in the sun, promising a welcome of the kind that usually only travel brochures can offer, and then only by dint of some very careful photography.
Georgina put her hand on William's arm, shutting out the scene down below her. ‘Is it all like that?' she breathed.
‘Round the coast it is.' He
Georgina would have said a great deal more than that, but she
restrained herself nobly. 'He's not such a fool as all that!'
'My dear girl, you should have seen his face when I suggested to him you were hoping to marry him. He wasn't worthy of your undoubted talents!'
She blushed with pleasure. 'What talents?' she asked hopefully.
'That would be telling!'' His mouth twitched. 'You haven't had as much experience of the opposite sex as you pretend, Georgie Porgie. The time for kissing mere boys has gone now you have a man of your own. You'll need all the talents you possess to cope with him!'
'With you?' She felt suddenly humble in the face of the challenge he held out to her. He must feel something for her after all.
'Since Peter failed you, I'm the only man you've got,' he drawled, getting slowly to his feet. 'I won't have you playing around with anyone else.'
He disappeared down the aisle towards the open door of the plane, exchanging a laughing word with one of the fresh hostesses who had come on board a few minutes before. Georgina saw the quick interest on the hostess's face and wondered if every female felt the same way when they saw his shaggy good looks and the distinctly masculine look in his gold-brown eyes. Was it no more than the automatic, feminine reaction to any personable man that she felt for him? Was that what had been the matter with her ever since she had discovered she didn't dislike him half as much as she had thought she did? But no, that was ridiculous. He wasn't the kind of man who had ever attracted her in the past. Her type had always been the well-read, gentle, academic sort, not an engineer who liked to get his hands dirty and who didn't give a damn how he won just as long as he did. That was the William she knew! A man too arrogant to be borne!
Yet when he came back to her there was no doubt but that her heart beat faster.
'We're about to have breakfast again,' he said, throwing himself back into his seat.
'Again?'
'It's the last time before Colombo,' he said solemnly. 'You'd better make the most of it.'
She giggled in a way she seldom did, but which Jennifer did all too often, and was rewarded by a sharp look from her husband.
‘You don't do that often enough,' he told her.
‘There hasn't been much to laugh about recently,' she reminded him.
‘We'll have to change that.' His eyes lit with a purely masculine glint that shook her to the core, it was so unexpected. ‘What kind of things
do you find funny, Georgie?'
‘Not you!' She turned her head away and made a play of fanning herself with the paperback she held in her hand. ‘It's hot in here, isn't it?'
He put out a hand and took the book away from her, glancing at its title as he did so. Apparently he approved of the title, for he turned it over and began to read the blurb on the back.
‘Coward,' he murmured. ‘What do you think I can do to you in a public plane?'
‘I hadn't considered the matter,' she replied with a lift to her chin.
He chuckled. ‘Liar! Are you reading this?'
‘Yes, I am!' She took it back from him and, finding her place, buried her nose in it to such good effect that she barely noticed the shutting of the doors and consequently missed the last sight she might have had of Bombay as they took off and circled southwards over the city.
It didn't seem long after that she had her first glimpse of Sri Lanka. The white sands that fringed the coconut plantations shone brightly in the sun, promising a welcome of the kind that usually only travel brochures can offer, and then only by dint of some very careful photography.
Georgina put her hand on William's arm, shutting out the scene down below her. ‘Is it all like that?' she breathed.
‘Round the coast it is.' He
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