Chapter 40
Harry was in heaven, spending each night in Kitty’s arms, careless of consequences, lost in a powerful passion that he couldn’t control. He didn’t want to. She was his drug. The more he had, the more he needed.
To his dismay, Kitty didn’t feel the same way. She made him feel like a king in the bedroom, yet out of it, all she could talk of was moving to Hollywood and reviving her career. Obsessing over the lives of actresses in the movie magazines. Bombarding her agent with angry phone calls, demanding he find her a decent part.
‘You don’t need to bother with all that any more,’ said Harry, as she lamented her lack of prospects. ‘Stay here. Marry me. We’ll have a good life.’
Kitty could not be dissuaded. ‘Why is my agent ignoring me? I bet that prick Hawks is behind it. Time
