CHAPTER 17
Mark slept well that night. He fell asleep replaying those intimate hours in her flat and awoke with the same thoughts still on his mind. He just couldn't believe it had been real, that there was a side to her personality he would never have imagined.
This was a different woman. Gone was the mysterious, melancholic, coolly detached woman he had known so far. The chaste kiss in the hills that afternoon forgotten. His visit to her shop had been pure curiosity. There was no ulterior motive.
Now, he wasn’t sure who had made the first approach.
Now, it didn’t matter.
He hadn't had her kind of s*x in a long time, and he wasn't complaining. Nor did she object to a second round when they had finished off the bottle. This time he had taken the lead. Their love-making was as smooth a
