Summer With Love: The Spanish Consultant. Sarah MorganЧитать онлайн книгу.
contact over in one go.’
‘Libby!’ Katy turned to her, her blue eyes wide with reproach, and Libby shrugged.
‘Well, it’s true. Look at them.’ She tilted her head to one side. ‘They don’t show each other any affection. Their marriage is a business arrangement. It’s no wonder you, Alex and I are so dysfunctional. Look at our role models.’
Katy licked dry lips. ‘We’re not dysfunctional.’
‘Yes, we are. You’ve spent so much of your life trying to please Dad and avoid his wrath that you don’t even know who you are any more. I’m so determined to be the opposite of everything they want me to be that I’ve forgotten who I am, too. And as for Alex …’ Libby turned and scanned the garden, looking for their brother. ‘Alex is so disillusioned about marriage that he sets a three-month rule. After three months with a woman he ends the relationship just to be sure that they don’t start hearing the word “serious”. He’s the original commitment-phobe.’
Katy looked at her. ‘So are you.’
‘And can you blame me?’ Libby looked at her parents and shuddered dramatically. ‘If that’s marriage, then I hope I die single.’
‘Libby, that’s an awful thing to say.’
A bee hovered close to them and Libby took a step backwards.
‘Oops. Killer insects.’
Katy frowned, knowing that her sister was very allergic to bee stings. ‘Are you carrying adrenaline?’
Libby grinned and tapped her tiny bag. ‘Lipstick and adrenaline. A girl’s best friends.’
Katy knew that, despite the smile, Libby took her allergy seriously. They all did. Libby had had a frighteningly severe reaction to a sting in the past and none of them had ever forgotten it. Particularly Alex, who had been the one who’d kept his sister alive until the ambulance had arrived. Ever since then Katy had always carried adrenaline and she knew that Alex did, too. Just in case.
The bee moved away and Katy’s gaze was caught by Freddie, who was taking a call on his mobile phone.
Libby’s soft mouth tightened. ‘Don’t marry him, Katy.’ Her voice was soft. ‘As Mum says, there are three months to go. Plenty of time to change your mind.’
‘I don’t want to change my mind.’
Libby shook her head in disbelief. ‘Katy, life with Lord Frederick is going to be one long round of business entertaining. He’s marrying you because of Daddy.’
‘I know.’ Her sister’s bluntness should have upset her but it didn’t. It was the truth, after all. Freddie was marrying her because of her father’s immense wealth and influence. And she didn’t even care.
Libby looked at her with exasperation. ‘So why are you marrying him, Katy?’
‘Because I want to.’
Because their relationship was safe and predictable. Libby shook her head. ‘It isn’t right, Katy. Don’t you want to be in love with the man you marry?’
Katy felt her breathing quicken. No. No, she didn’t. Love was terrifying.
Love had almost destroyed her.
‘Well, maybe you can do without love, but what about passion?’ Libby was studying Freddie with narrowed eyes. ‘I mean, that man would never do it for me. I want someone who’s so overwhelmed by lust for me that he thrusts me against the wall, lifts up my dress and takes me there and then.’
‘There’s nothing to lift,’ came a dry male voice from behind them. ‘Your dress barely covers your bottom.’
‘Alex!’ Libby gave a delighted squeal and threw her arms around her brother.
He glanced over her shoulder and down her back. ‘Nice knickers, Lib.’
Libby grinned and tugged her dress down. ‘You’re late. We thought you weren’t coming.’
His handsome face was inscrutable. ‘I was busy.’ He released her and turned to Katy, his customary indifference momentarily suspended as he looked at his other sister. ‘Hi, there, kid. You all right?’
No.
Katy hugged her brother, avoiding his penetrating gaze. ‘Happy birthday, Alex.’
He tucked a finger under her chin and forced her to look at him. ‘All right. What’s going on? Tell your big brother.’
Katy gave a wan smile. Alex had been born first by all of three minutes.
‘She’s being bullied into marrying Freddie,’ Libby muttered darkly, ‘that’s what’s going on. She’s doing it to please Dad. It’s time for the triplets to unite.’
Alex’s blue eyes narrowed sharply. ‘Katy?’
Katy pulled away from her brother. ‘She’s talking nonsense. I’m fine. Really. Just a bit tired. And nervous about the new job, I suppose.’
‘A and E is great,’ Alex said immediately. ‘You’ll love it. I just wish you’d chosen to do it further from home. You could have come and worked in my department. We need good doctors.’
Katy smiled. ‘You never stay in one place for five minutes, Alex, so there’s no point in joining you. I wanted to be in the same hospital as Libby and, with Freddie in the City, I need to be in London.’
‘Well, of course you do,’ Libby drawled. ‘Which brings us back to the point I was making when you arrived, Alex. I just can’t imagine Lord Frederick indulging in spontaneous sex. He probably gets his secretary to book slots in his diary. Is that really what you want, Katy?’
Suddenly Katy felt sick and she closed her eyes to blot out the images.
She didn’t want sex with Freddie at all.
Alex frowned and was about to say something when their mother called him over.
‘Back in a minute.’ He touched Katy gently on the cheek, exchanged a meaningful glance with Libby and strolled across the lawn, lithe and athletic and totally confident.
‘He’s bloody good-looking. How come we’re both blonde and he managed to have such dark hair? It’s really spectacular with those blue eyes.’ Libby watched him charm a group of her father’s clients. ‘He’s everything a man should be. Sexy, strong, clever. The funny thing is, if he weren’t his son I’m sure Dad wouldn’t approve of him. He’s just a little bit bad and dangerous, isn’t he? And we all know what Dad thinks of dangerous men.’
Katy sucked in a breath.
She’d only ever met one dangerous man.
There was a tense silence. ‘You still think about him, don’t you?’ Libby looked at her, her blue gaze penetrating. ‘It’s been eleven years since he broke your heart but you still think about him.’
Katy didn’t even have to ask whom she meant. ‘I—I don’t …’ The sick feeling grew worse and her heart started to beat faster.
‘Don’t lie to me, Katy.’ Libby’s voice was soft. ‘It all seems such a long time ago now, doesn’t it? Our eighteenth birthday party. Do you remember that summer?’
Katy stood still, her features frozen. Of course she remembered it. She remembered every single minute.
Libby’s voice was soft and dreamy. ‘I envied you so much. I would have done anything to have been you.’
‘Stop it, Lib.’ Katy closed her eyes and then opened them again quickly. Closing them just made the images worse.
‘How was it that Dad used to describe him?’ Libby tipped her head on one side. ‘Brilliant, but dangerous. I’ll never forget the first time he came to our house for one of Dad’s