name, why now?’
He stood for a moment watching Primo and Olympia-soon to be his sister-held close in each other’s arms, absorbed and happy.
‘Why now?’ he murmured.
The wedding was over. The house was sleeping, except for the two in the gardens. It was dark out there, except for the moon, and the only sound was of two lovers whispering.
‘I never meant to lie to you,’ he vowed, ‘but the moment we met I knew you had to be mine. I’d lived such a safe, sensible life, but none of that meant anything after I saw you. I wanted to be wild and even stupid.’
‘Well, you were certainly that,’ she told him fondly.
‘Are you going to be a nagging wife?’
‘One of me is. The others haven’t decided.’
‘Ah yes,’ he said, understanding her at once. ‘We’ll always have that now. An infinite variety-very handy for playing away-’
‘Planning to be unfaithful, huh?’
‘Only with you,
Her deep, delighted chuckle brought the world to life. In the moonlight he saw her pulling at her hair, becoming a witch before his eyes.
‘You know this one, don’t you?’ she teased. ‘It’s the corny film where the heroine lets her hair fall loose and the hero goes weak at the knees, and swears to love her for ever.’
‘Yes,’ he said, taking her joyfully into his arms. ‘That’s exactly what happens…’
Lucy Gordon
Lucy Gordon cut her writing teeth on magazine journalism, interviewing many of the world’s most interesting men, including Warren Beatty, Richard Chamberlain, Sir Roger Moore, Sir Alec Guinness, and Sir John Gielgud. She also camped out with lions in Africa and had many other unusual experiences which have often provided the background for her books. She is married to a Venetian, whom she met while on holiday in Venice. They got engaged within two days.
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