The Strength Of Desire

‘I…Fine,’ Hope answered automatically, her gaze going beyond him to the milling crowds. Vicki had disappeared. ‘What’s going on? Where’s Vicki gone?’

‘Don’t worry about her,’ he dismissed, and, taking her arm with his free hand, began steering her towards the nearest exit.

Hope went with him rather than cause a scene. She was tired and in no state for a stand-up argument. In the airport bus that took them to the car park, she said with low anger, ‘I don’t know what you think you’re doing, but I’ve arranged to stay with Vicki and you can’t stop me.’

As usual, he kept his cool and replied shortly, ‘Vicki’s changed her mind.’

‘What do you mean?’ She just managed to keep her voice down in a bus full of strangers.

‘What I said,’ he sighed. ‘She came to the airport to tell you. I understand there’s some man involved.’

‘Oh.’ Hope stared at him, as if she could gauge the truth of what he was saying that way. He stared right back, his eyes not wavering an inch.

She lapsed into silence. She supposed it was possible. When she’d called Vicki and invited herself to stay, Vicki had initially been reluctant. If she already had some boyfriend staying, that would explain why.

So what was she going to do now? She was still pondering the question when they arrived at the car park and he steered her towards his Jaguar. They’d been travelling for a quarter of an hour before she realised he was driving west on the M4 instead of east towards London.

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