“Wedding plans,” he commented, as he turned to her, “they seem like so much work.”
“Yes.”
“Are you married?” His question, though it was completely in context, still seemed bold, and took her by surprise.
“I used to be.” She felt the heat of Gabriel’s gaze as he pried deeper.
“Used to be?”
“I’m divorced now. Life still goes on,” she tried to laugh it off. “But I won’t be trying that in a hurry. You?” she asked, thinking it was a fair question now that he had probed.
“I’ve never been married.”
“There's always a first time,” she suggested.
“I don't know.” Gabriel glanced down at his shoes. “I haven't really met anyone that I’d want to spend the rest of my life with.”
They stood silently, savouring this new knowledge. It was a pleasant July evening at a beautiful hotel, in an amazing setting and they had the whole weekend. The turmoil in her stomach had lessened, but she still felt restless.
How else could she feel when this man, tall, with dark, bedroom eyes and an aura of deadly dangerous sex appeal looked at her as though she was the only woman in the room?
A part of her still felt slightly wary and the other part of her was most definitely drawn to him.
Caught in this dilemma, Tanya felt immobile. Like Luc, perhaps Gabriel too was just after one thing. Maybe the ‘hasn’t had sex in a while’ sticker on her head was glowing in fluorescent yellow tonight.
She wasn't sure but she knew that if she stood here any longer looking directly into those molten brown eyes of his, she might give in to whatever he suggested.
She needed to move away, and yet she could not.