


“You won’t in this apartment, I wouldn’t know where to begin.” “As long as it’s not paella, I never want to see paella ever again.” “No problem.” She glanced at an orange casserole dish in the oven. But first – and I hope you don’t mind – but I’m a terrible chef so I got some food in, threw it all together and made a kind of a goulash. “Are we going to discuss the weather now?” He leant back against the breakfast bar and folded his arms. “Surely, reading one must be like taking work home with you now?” “Don’t tell anyone, but I love a good crime novel.” “Yes, I really do make a living from crime.” He pulled the cork out with a pop and left the bottle on the worktop. He took a corkscrew from a drawer then turned to her. He groaned and walked to the ultra-masculine kitchen complete with black cabinets, black granite worktops and black stools at the breakfast bar. It’s driving Emma mad because she’s addicted to Strictly Come Dancing.” The apartment was large, open plan, with wooden floorboards and French doors opening out onto the roof terrace. She went inside, and glanced around the apartment, feeling his eyes drinking her in. You look incredible.” He opened the door further for her. Could she make this man love her, or would it always be only about sex for him? She couldn’t help but admit that he oozed virility. His blue tie was pulled loose and the top couple of shirt buttons were undone. He was wearing the trousers of a black suit with a white shirt. “I am,” she replied, feeling ridiculously nervous all of a sudden. “I hope you’re thirsty? I’ve just bought two bottles of wine.” She was a high-class call girl now, though an unpaid one.Īs she walked along the eighth-floor corridor, Jonathan swung open a door and smiled. The little black dress barely contained her breasts and the skirt was more of a belt. In the lift, she stared at her reflection in the mirrors. Lesley is forced to accept Jonathan’s proposition and all it entails – being at the new British Home Secretary’s beck and call whenever he needs her – as his sexual partner… Lesley asks for time to consider the proposition, but Jonathan’s mother intervenes and blackmails her, threatening to reveal a secret which could ruin Lesley’s reputation and business. Only Lesley can satisfy him, and he has a discreet proposition for her – that she become his sexual partner. When Lesley discovers Jonathan is a politician, she never wants to see him again, despite a deepening sexual attraction. Or can a relationship built on blackmail turn to love?Īt a charity fundraising event, Lesley Strickland meets Jonathan Lewis – a fellow cancer survivor – and they spend the night together.
