Knowing he’d be around that weekend to help out with the boys was such a relief because her brothers and their fiancées were attending a wedding in Cape Town and Jabu was unavailable.
‘Thank you,’ she told him, dragging her mouth across his. ‘I’d give you more of those if I could.’
The pitch of the helicopter’s engine changed, and Angus softly cursed. ‘They are landing on the helipad. I’ve really got to go.’ He didn’t move away, and his eyes darkened with desire.‘Where?’ He murmured the question, his voice a couple of octaves lower. ‘Where would you kiss me?’
She touched the tip of her tongue to her top lip, feeling her nipples contract and lift the material of her T-shirt. ‘Everywhere...’ she boldly told him.
His phone started ringing and Angus closed his eyes, his expression irritated. ‘You’d better go,’ she told him. ‘You’re wanted.’
‘No,you’rewanted and there’s not a damn thing I can do about it now,’ he said, stepping away from her. ‘I’ll call you later.’
Thadie grabbed his arm to keep him from walking away and kissed him again, trying to delay the moment when he walked out on her. ‘Thank you,’ she told him, hoping he heard the gratitude in her voice and saw it in her eyes. ‘For being supportive and for sorting the au pair...well,everything.’
He looked thoughtful. ‘You can thank me with phone sex, later,’ Angus told her with a naughty grin, kissed her again and strode out of the front door to Rock Villa.
Thadie wiggled her bottom and realised that she was quite looking forward tothat.
CHAPTER TEN
HEFLEWINTOJohannesburg Saturday afternoon, delayed by a massive system dumping a ridiculous amount of snow on Gatwick’s many runways and the breakdown of one of the snowploughs. And as they were waiting to be de-iced—which involved some special chemical that had to be sprayed over the jet—an emergency landing was called and they had to go to the back of the queue to be de-iced again. And then the airport was declared closed due to the snow and only opened six hours later.
His patience, by the time he made it from London to Johannesburg and then to Thadie’s house, was running low. But seeing the boys hurtling out of the house to greet him with hugs before they ran back inside reminded him why he’d made the ridiculous ten-hour flight and battled Johannesburg traffic.
His boys. His woman. As always, his heart thumped with excitement, then seemed to stop, slam on the brakes. Was this how he was going to feel from now on, both elated and petrified? And if so, would he ever get used to it?
Thadie leaned against the doorframe to her house, dressed in a loose, off-the-shoulder cotton top and, low on her hips, battered denim shorts. A wide black band held her braids back from her head and he caught a glint of the diamond stud in her belly button. Angus felt a wave of lust so staggering that for a moment, he thought he might collapse on the ground.
Lust? Sure, it was there, it always was. But, more than that, he felt as if this was where he needed to be, a sense of being in the right time and place.
He’d felt something similar four years ago, but it had been a vague, nebulous, unidentifiable emotion. He had no doubt what it was now. He felt as if he’d come home.
Yeah, the boys were amazing, but wherever she was was where he was meant to be. Another scare-him-to-his-soul thought.
Thadie smiled at him, her eyebrows rising. ‘Angus, you’re here.’
‘Finally,’ he said, walking over to her. He held her face in both his hands, looked down at her and smiled before swiping his mouth across hers. She sighed, softened against him and returned his kiss, her arms wrapped around his back, pushing her lovely body into his. She needed, he realised, the connection as much as he did.
They kissed for long, lovely moments. He’d had a long two weeks and a frustrating twenty-four hours, and within Thadie’s arms was where he needed to be. Until he felt a tug on his trousers and looked down at his oldest son, unimpressed by the amount of attention he was giving his mum.
‘Angus, you need to come and see our Lego car!’ Gus shouted, tugging some more. Angus rested his forehead against Thadie’s and linked his fingers with hers.
‘Sorry, I’m so late, I tried to get here sooner,’ he told her.
‘I’m just glad you got here at all,’ Thadie told him. ‘That storm was nasty.’
‘Angus!’ Finn shouted.
‘Hold on, Finn,’ he said, pulling back to look at Thadie. He’d expected red and tired eyes, for her to look stressed and harassed. But her eyes were clear, and he caught the pride and satisfaction in her eyes. ‘You finished your portfolio, didn’t you?’
She danced on the spot, her smile wide. ‘I did! I couldn’t sleep last night so I got up and worked.’
‘I’m so proud of you, Thads.’
He pulled away to head back to the car to get his laptop, suit and overnight bag. Knowing he was returning to sunshine and blue skies and hot days, he’d placed an online order for clothes and opted to have them delivered to Thadie’s house where, she told him, they now sat in her walk-in closet. He couldn’t wait to pull on his board shorts and hit the pool.
Unfortunately, the thing he most wanted, and that was to take Thadie to bed, would have to wait. Phone sex was great but wasn’t a patch on the real thing.
‘Why do you have a suit bag?’ Thadie asked him when he pulled it off the back seat of his Range Rover. He knew he’d need wheels if he was going to be in and out of the city, so his car was another recent, and very convenient, purchase.