Despite the chill of the rain, she felt heat explode inside her. The noise of the wind felt suddenly muffled, drowned out by the heavy thud of her heartbeat. But jerking her hand away, she gripped her jacket more tightly. It would have to be a Category 5 hurricane before she’d even consider getting into that car with him.
‘I thought I made myself clear back at the restaurant.’ She was having to shout now, against the buff
eting breeze. ‘I don’t need anything from you, Malachi. So if you don’t mind—’
‘But I do. What if something happens to you? Imagine how that would look—’
Addie stared at him in disbelief, trying to banish the sharp stab of pain as his words dug into her brain. ‘So this isn’t about me and my safety. It’s about you and your stupid image?’
For a moment she wanted to hurt him as he had hurt her. Was still hurting her. She clutched her bag against her chest, holding it in front of her like a shield as his eyes locked on to hers.
‘I am worried about your safety.’
‘So am I,’ she snapped. ‘Which is why I’m not getting in that car with you.’
All at once she was conscious of the calm surrounding him—as though his broad body was somehow absorbing the turbulence of the wind.
‘Your choice, sweetheart. The back seat.’ He smiled. ‘Or the boot.’
Her hand tightened on the fabric of her jacket. ‘Really! The boot? First you try and blackmail me—now you want to kidnap me!’
She watched the muscles in his arms swell against his beautifully tailored suit and instantly regretted her words. Knowing Malachi, he would have absolutely no qualms about tossing her into the boot of his car and, glancing down the street one last time, she made up her mind.
‘Fine,’ she said, through gritted teeth. ‘You can give me a lift.’
His eyes glittered with what looked to her horribly like triumph and, willing herself to hold her temper in check, she edged past him. ‘But just so you know—this doesn’t change anything.’
Fuming, she slid along the leather as far as possible until she was pressed against the frame of the door. Already she was regretting her acquiescence, for despite the warmth and sanctuary of the car her nerves were singing, her body painfully alert at the realisation that she was about to be alone and up close with Malachi. It was asking for trouble.
But it was also too late to change her mind.
As he got in beside her she breathed out slowly, her eyes narrowing as he calmly gave her address to the chauffeur.
‘Are you shivering or quivering?’
His voice broke into her thoughts and, turning, she scowled at him.
‘Why do you care?’
‘I was going to offer you my jacket.’
Her heart seemed to dissolve in her chest and a shivering heat crawled over her skin. ‘Well, I’m not cold,’ she said shortly. ‘So you don’t need to worry.’
‘In that case you must be quivering.’ He smiled. ‘Dare I hope that it has anything to do with me?’
She knew he was teasing her but that didn’t stop the sense of nervous unease she felt at his words. The sense that, despite her efforts to be poised and in control, she was making it transparently clear that her body still responded to him as it had always done.
Ignoring the burning in her cheeks, she lifted her chin. ‘I’m sorry to disappoint you, Malachi, but it’s been a long time since I was susceptible to your charms,’ she said bitingly.
He tilted his head, his eyes skimming over her skin, sending ripples of heat in overlapping circles so that she was suddenly struggling to swallow.
‘It’s okay to admit it, sweetheart,’ he said softly. ‘I know you want me as desperately as I want you.’
Shoulders stiffening, she glared at him. Had he already forgotten his despicable and offensive proposal that she be his mistress? Probably. But knowing Malachi, he thought it was a perfectly reasonable suggestion. She knew from painful personal experience that he was happy to exploit everything and everyone—even...especially...his own wife—for his own ends. Five years ago he’d used her image. Now he wanted to use her body.
The thought made her skin smart as though he’d slapped her.
‘Don’t flatter yourself. Right now I’m just desperate to get out of this car and away from you.’