All Male. Kay Thorpe

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a temporary thing,’ she answered, hoping she was right. ‘I imagine most writers have their off-days.’

      ‘You don’t see her simply running out of steam?’

      ‘Not unless she’s in the habit of starting things she doesn’t finish.’

      ‘Normally no, but, then, she’s never tackled anything like this before. How long are you supposed to be giving her?’

      ‘It’s an open contract. As long as it takes, I suppose.’ Kerry directed him a contemplative glance, temporarily sidetracked. ‘Do you object to the idea?’

      The shrug was brief. ‘Why should I object? It’s her life, not mine.’

      ‘But I imagine you’ll come into it at some point.’

      ‘Only on the periphery. The theatre was always the most important thing in her life. Until she met Richard, that is. And, before you ask, I don’t have any hang-ups about that either. He was a good man.’

      Kerry said levelly, ‘She sacrificed an awful lot for him.’

      ‘More than many women would be prepared to do, I agree.’

      ‘More than most men would be prepared to do, for certain!’ she flashed, forgetting the role she was supposed to be playing.

      Lee gave her a quizzical look. ‘You seem to have a down on men in general.’

      ‘Not all,’ she denied. ‘By the law of averages, there have to be some good apples in the barrel.’

      His lips slanted. ‘Cynicism at such a tender age!’

      ‘I’m twenty-four,’ she felt moved to retort. ‘Not that tender.’

      ‘There’s more to it than years. Judging from the way you’ve reacted to me up to now, I’d say you’d been let down rather badly in the not too distant past and tend to regard all men with a jaundiced eye.’

      ‘Only those with the background to merit it,’ she returned shortly.

      He gave a mock sigh. ‘And there I was thinking we were starting to make some progress at last!’ He studied her for a moment, the smile still lingering about his lips. ‘You’re a very beautiful young woman, Kerry. Whoever it was who did let you down must have been mad. I’d say you could have just about any man you wanted.’

      ‘Including you?’ she asked with irony, and he laughed.

      ‘I wouldn’t say no.’

      ‘With your track record, I doubt if you ever did!’

      ‘My track record, as you put it, is a long way from what it’s made out to be. I’d be clapped out by now if I’d had even half the women I’m supposed to have had.’

      If she really did intend to play this game through she had to get back on track herself, Kerry reflected. ‘You don’t exactly go in for long-term relationships, though, do you?’ she said, lightening her tone.

      ‘Depends what you mean by long-term. One lasted several months.’

      ‘She must have been something really special!’

      ‘Very,’ he agreed on a dry note.

      ‘But still no staying power.’

      He shrugged briefly. ‘She started hearing wedding bells. I didn’t.’

      There was every chance that it was Sarah he was referring to, Kerry thought. Trust him to try making out it was all in her mind! Fired afresh, she concentrated on maintaining the banter. ‘You intend staying a bachelor all your life?’

      ‘Only until I meet a woman I can’t live without.’

      ‘Does such a being exist, I wonder?’

      ‘I live in hope.’ He was obviously amused. ‘Whatever happens, I dare say I’ll get by.’

      ‘I’m sure of it,’ she retorted tartly, losing sight of the object again for a moment. ‘Money talks!’

      She regretted the comment immediately, flushing a little as she met the grey glance. ‘I’m sorry,’ she said. ‘That was out of order.’

      He regarded her for a moment, his expression difficult to decipher. ‘But not without some truth, all the same.’

      There was a small silence, not—for Kerry at least—a comfortable one. When Lee spoke again it was on a dispassionate note. ‘Talking of money, you could probably be making a great deal more yourself the way you look.’

      ‘I’ve no interest in a career that relies on looks,’ Kerry responded. ‘I have a brain, too.’

      ‘I wouldn’t dispute it. But models aren’t necessarily brainless bimbos either. The one or two I’ve been acquainted with were certainly astute enough.’

      Sarah among them, she reflected—for what good it had done her!

      ‘Obviously not enough to keep you interested,’ she said.

      ‘That’s true. Maybe they were too predictable.’ He glanced at the slim gold watch encircling his wrist ‘It’s time we made tracks.’

      Kerry’s eyes were drawn to the well-shaped hand with its long, clever fingers. A good hand altogether—skin lightly tanned, nails smoothly trimmed. She felt a sudden fluttering deep down at the thought of those same hands touching her.

      When he made love to a woman it would be with expertise, there was no doubt, but if what he had said a few moments ago was to be believed he had never experienced emotional commitment. Neither had she, if it came to that—regardless of what he thought—but they were far from being soulmates.

      One thing was certain, she told herself determinedly, refusing to allow her physical responses to deter her from her aim, it was high time he discovered what failure meant!

      CHAPTER THREE

      THEY lunched at Claridge’s. Not, Kerry believed, with any intent on Lee’s part to impress her, but because it happened to be one of his normal lunchtime haunts. One of the perks that would no doubt be on offer if she carried this thing through, she supposed. Not that she considered it an incentive in any way.

      Her host drew recognition from others in the restaurant, not least from one man seated at a nearby table who kept eyeing the pair of them throughout the meal.

      ‘Kenneth Loxley,’ Lee told her when she finally asked who the man was. ‘He writes a gossip column for one of the tabloids. You’ll probably figure in it tomorrow as my mystery woman.’

      ‘Then perhaps you’d better explain who I really am,’ she advised, trying not to sound too sharp about it.

      ‘If he believed it he’d still make something of it.’ Lee gave a brief shrug. ‘It was probably a mistake to bring you here. I’m so inured to it all it never occurred to me to consider your side of things.’

      ‘I suppose,’ she said, ‘that the women you’d normally bring here wouldn’t be averse to a little publicity.’

      He smiled faintly. ‘You could say that. Would you like to leave?’

      Kerry looked back at him with veiled green eyes, fighting the urge to say, yes, she would. ‘It’s a bit too late, isn’t it? In any case,’ she added with deliberation, ‘I’m not passing up the sweet trolley. It isn’t often I get to choose from an array like that!’

      ‘It isn’t often I get to lunch a healthy appetite,’ he rejoined. ‘It makes a refreshing change.’ He studied her speculatively. ‘Speaking of change, the aggression seems to have lessened—some of the time, at any rate.’

      Patchy performance, Kerry warned herself. She would need to do better if she was to be convincing. If the truth were known, she was beginning to relish


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