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Engaged to another, Carole Mortimer
AZUR novel
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You are very McAllister, is not it?
At these words, Brice winced.
Who dared to intrude into his reveries solit-
areas? if he asked without turning im-
mediately. Although one could hardly
wanting to be alone in the midst of celebrating guests
a political victory!
Usually he was careful to attend this
type of event, but in this case, the
youngest of the newly elected member was
other than the wife of his cousin Fergus.
It was therefore natural that he had been
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invited to worldly hop that gave
Paul Hamilton for the occasion. As he would
was very rude of him to decline the invitation,
he was armed with all his courage to it
to render.
Being accosted by his surname he de-
greatly pleased, he thought again, as they will be
remember painful school memories.
Especially as the voice of the man who had
the challenge it was fundamentally unsympathetic
She was imbued with arrogance
bordered on condescension.
Slowly, he ends up pivoting on his heel, and
found himself face to face with ... a total stranger!
In a large size, graying temples
Nantes, the blond who stood before him was
over fifty. Still very nice
man, however, he wore a sneer
more detestable - in accordance with its
voice.
-Effectivement, I am Brice McAllister,
Brice said hammering his first name.
-Richard Latham, chained his interlocutor
holding out his hand.
Richard Latham ... The name reminded her vaguely
ment something, but her face does
was
absolutely
not
familiar.
He
serra
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soon the hand of the unknown, without
Mine will continue the conversation.
Brice was not particularly a man
sociable and he felt he had today
participated extensively in public relations and
family. He wanted only one thing: having
peace!
You do not know who I am, is not it?
insisted the man with a fun edge
in his voice.
Certainly, Brice was unaware of his name. However, it
had immediately recognized the category
belonged to this individual: that annoying!
Well, he said to call Latham, thought Brice
in a final effort to look good.
Unknown side of his family ... By con-
quently, he had to be a parent Paul
Hamilton. Curious! It seemed that finally
ment, it was less his identity as its function
tion that the man wanted to highlight.
Beard! That its someone stops terms
giverser at the end! And why does not he told her
not what he expected of him? It was nearly 7
Brice hours and was eager to go but-
one. He intended to take leave
claiming an appointment im- professional
wearing only solution to do that Fergus
not beg to stay.
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No, sorry, Brice finally answered ... not
seem the least bit sorry world, but pass-
ably annoyed!
As recognized and appreciated artist, he does
could escape completely to the conventions
social conditions, and obviously, Richard Latham
playing on that string. Raising his eyebrows, that
latter then announced:
-My Secretary contacted you on two occasions
taken last week. I would like to
order a portrait of my fiance.
Bingo! There, he remembered now:
it was Richard Latham, the multi-millionaire.
His name was obviously known
Brice: its economic success was international
tionally recognized - as its reputation
Playboy tion! Latham was often the
one of the company of the tabloids
most beautiful women on earth. Brice did not know
However, what creature had at this time
the good fortune to be his "bride".
-As You I indicated in my courri-
er, Brice answered dryly, I do not paint
portrait.
-Faux! Latham retorted, squinting.
I recently had the opportunity to admire the mag-
nifique portrait done by Darcy McKenzie
your care.
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-Darcy Is my cousin by marriage, it was a
wedding gift for her husband, Logan,
Brice is justified.
-in My case also, it is a gift
wedding party! argued the businessman with an air
top of mind.
Obviously,
Latham
did
little
usually be resisted ... well, too bad
for him! says Brice. It was out of question
he yields to the whim of a billionaire. It execution
was no portraits and certainly would
no exception for the rich of this world.
No question they then hang them in
their living rooms and say with pride: "It is
McAllister one "!
Listen, Brice began, I really am
sorry but ...
He stopped abruptly - like the
entire room. All eyes converged al-
ors to the young woman who had appeared on
the threshold Sabina!
Like everyone else, Brice had admired
pictures of famous model. He did
not a day passed without Sabina
poses for a magazine or newspaper SOMEONE
conch. Yet none of the shots had
Brice prepared to absolute perfection of his
beauty, wonderful velvety skin that
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emphasized his lam dress, the length in-
over his legs, his eyes a
bright blue and the cascade of her hair
as blond as wheat, whose points
brushed his slender hips.
She was not wearing any jewelry, t-watched
it. Why gilding the lily?
Brice's gaze focused again
the eyes of the young woman ... Certainly they
were bright, azure blue iris being
set in a darker circle that made him
value. Yet when they swept the
room, he saw in their depths a
sort of apprehension. Was it fear?
He had no time to think about
this strange glow, for scarcely had he recognized
lightning that betrayed the emotions of Sabina
that it had already recovered a social relation
Correct cially and had a smile confi-
ant ... while heading towards him!
-Please Excuse me, announced Richard Latham,
a smile of superiority on his face. I will
greet my bride.
And, under the bemused eye of Brice, he headed effort
tually to Sabina, passed a fam- arms
ilier around her waist and kissed her
play.
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Here, then noted Brice, he was mistaken in
regard jewelry. Sabina was
not totally free - on her ring finger
Left shone a large diamond-shaped
heart.
Sabina she was betrothed to Richard who Lath-
am made reference? The bride he
wanted a portrait?
In any case, it was the only woman
world that he ever wanted to
painting from the moment he saw her in the flesh
and blood!
Oh, not because of its beauty, as
she was spectacular! No, because of this
glow
anxiety
glimpsed
in
his
eyes and so quickly masked - a confession
Fort intriguing weakness on the part of such a
beautiful woman, and that was a good rank
higher than that of the mode icon.
This emotion, he had a terrible desire to
explore - as an artist, at least ...
-Dsole For the small delay, said Sabina
in
smiling
warmly
to
Richard.
Andrew was very demanding today the es-
sayages never ended!
-You Are here, now, and that's the main thing, it
assured his companion.
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At these words, Sabina felt a keen soulage-
ment. As it was nice to live with
a man who never complained of con-
constraints and requirements of his career!
Richard was so accommodating: all he
wanted was that parade in his arm. The
rest ...
Phew, found Sabina, people had taken
their conversation! Although she was a top model
for seven years, she could not
get used to the reactions triggered im-
manquablement his arrival in a place SOMEONE
conch. She had to forge a genuine
shell to hide the embarrassment that the re-
unknown y EO continued to perform on it.
The only public place where she felt good ...
it was fast food at the corner of the street! It it
made in faded jeans and sweater informs a
baseball cap on his head. Okay
evil one who could have recognized supermodel
Sabina, trying to swallow a hamburger
high caloric, with a wide
fries which were not less!
Some ill-intentioned journalists had
beautiful state that, to keep the line, the
mannequin ate only fruit and
mineral water, Sabina was one of those
rare and happy women who could
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swallow everything they wanted without taking
any gram.
Nevertheless, it was long it
had not ventured into the fast-food for
one of these impromptu visits and anonymous.
Exactly six months ...
Come, I want you to someone,
Richard said mysteriously.
Sabina gave him a puzzled look. Without him
reveal his intentions, his companion en-
dragged to the back of the room for him ...
present the man he was talking to
time of arrival.
Although Richard was an impressive size
nant,
his
interlocutor
had
a few
inches taller than him. He was about
thirty-five years and was clad as discon-
Trailer - jeans, T-shirt and black jacket - in action
cord with her hair rather long for a
man.
His expression contrasted with the discon-
apparent tension and gave it a makeover
dark. His green eyes detained par-
larly Sabina attention; his eyes
was so intense that it seemed to plunge directly
ment in your soul.
At that thought, Sabina felt again an-
Goisse hug. She forbade anyone -
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especially this stranger in the eyes
disturbing - to read in his soul.
-Brice I would like to introduce you to my fiance,
Sabina, decreed Richard. Sabina, here Brice
McAllister.
Like every time he had a
third, Sabina recognized in the voice of Richard
of pride inflections. Not to mention that
Here, it seemed to exaggerate!
Sabina McAllister stared in confusion. Was
she supposed to know him?
Yes, she was there! It was the painter
Brice McAllister, one we tore
works price of gold!
Good morning, Mr. McAllister, she said at last
in a tone reserved.
-Enchant, Sabina, said Brice. Buy the way,
do you have a last name?
His question was asked about how iro-
nique, as she replied coldly:
-Smith. In banality, is not
right? My mother chose an original first name
to compensate ... Almost nobody knows
my real name.
Suddenly she was silent. Why entrust it
this stranger? A stranger who, in addition, the
put very ill at ease with his eyes
piercing ...
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-You're Sabina, and that's enough, sliced
Richard not without arrogance.
Felt it, too, the abnormal intensity of re-
gard Brice? wondered a shudder Sabina
her anxiety had done. Instinctively
ment, she approached Richard.
-I Promise not to repeat the soul
lively, then stated Brice.
These words, which attempted to reassure, pro-
voqurent in it the opposite effect. The word "soul
"She gasped. Because she was convinced that
read in hers like a book
now open!
Come On! What she dreaded so there
dcelt? In his heart, he was of the view
warmth, and kindness. Humor aus-
if the least she hoped. Besides the
sense of loyalty and honor.
And inevitably, apprehension, the
afraid ...
I Will Not! These emotions then, she had buried
deep within herself. Nobody
could guess them. They were flush only
ment when she was alone, and as she
avoided as much as possible to be alone with
his own thoughts ...
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-Your Fianc and I were discussing a possible
picture I would paint you, said Brice
bluntly.
At these words, Sabina sent a surprised look at
Richard ... He had never told him of his
intends to commission a portrait of her at
artist. For her part, she refused to ask
Brice McAllister. No way to go
time with him! This man
definitely put too uncomfortable.
-I Wanted to surprise you, intervened al-
Richard golds in the smoldering eyes of a protection
tor before turning to Brice
add, not without irony inflection: fi-
ultimately, will you run this
portrait?
Sabina took a quick glance at Brice McAl-
to list. So it was not immediately accepted the
control Richard; Yet he left
hear ... why had he changed his mind? At The
same time, Brice met Richard
shrug:
-why No? I should make some
sketches before making a decision dfin-
itive. But I warn you, I do not practice
embellishment, if you see what I mean
to tell.
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Charming character! cried inwardly
ment Sabina. Although his franchise was entirely
his honor ... Suddenly, she felt a pinch
ment to the heart. She came to understand
true meaning of his words!
No doubt he planned to paint it
based on what he read in his soul!
-I Doubt it necessary to embellish
features of my fiancee snapped
Richard. As you can see,
is of impeccable beauty.
Faced with the special praise of Richard Brice con-
attempted a small smile.
-I Am afraid you be little purpose, in-
tervint while Sabina, adding, eager
to put an end to this impossible conversion
tion: I think we have enough abused
the kindness of Mr. McAllister ...
Brice McAllister it was decidedly little
nice! she concludes. Something
in his eyes had immediately put
ill at ease. And as soon as it moves away from
it, the better it would be.
Give me your phone number, de-
then summoned Brice. If you could, I
You call and we will agree a
appointment to the drawings.
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Please! She had no desire Brice
McAllister knows more about it than
he had already guessed.
-Tenez! Richard decreed leaving a card
visit from his pocket he brandished with pride
under the nose of Brice. We live together.
At this announcement, Sabina felt the eyes of
the artist to dwell on it. Obviously he does
although not taking this information and
indicated the disapproving fold of her mouth.
Determined to keep her head, she plunged to her
turn a defiant look in his - while
Feeling ashamed, but who cares?
Good Lord! Who does he think he was to per-
to the judge? She was twenty-five,
all the same, and was quite free to
choice! And they perfectly suit him
!
Oh Really? then asked in a small voice
interior.
In these conditions, why was the
defensive? Aspiring a wide breath of air,
she tried to rationalize the situation. It was
impossible Brice McAllister has guessed on
what basis rested his arrangement with
Richard.
Seven months earlier, when the latter and itself
even opted for a life, it
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was clear to everyone that love was not
behind this decision. In truth, it
they suited both Richard offered him
protection against the perpetual fear in
she lived in before installation
him, and he in turn could be displayed in public
with a beautiful woman - which seemed
be the ultimate goal of his life!
Yes, oddly enough, that was all Richard
expected of her, as she had been able to con-
stater during these seven months of cohabitation.
No doubt that the arrangement would have seemed
very strange to a third party, but
for them, it was perfect. Moreover, their intim-
ity-or more precisely, their lack of intim-
ity - was looking than them. And certainly not this
Inquisitor with green eyes too!
'I'll call you, claimed by placing Brice
the card in the pocket of his black jacket.
Thereupon he took leave of them to go re-
join a couple with a young child.
-It Logan McKenzie then told Richard
Sabina, and his lovely wife Darcy.
Sabina laughed to know who these
or what relationship people had with Brice
them. However, it was extremely
relieved to be rid of him! It pouv-
has again breathe easy.
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In fact, she had just realize that,
throughout this conversation, his breathing
was jerky. Anyway, she was cer-
tain one thing: if Brice called her, she
would say that she was missing!
Meanwhile, it plans to implement
all his skill and his powers of persuasion
for Richard changes his mind and renounces
portrait!
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'I'm sorry, Miss Sabina came out, re-
replied the servant Richard Latham
Brice.
It was the fifth time in five days that he
was the same answer, and he felt that he was
end up losing his cool. Because it was per-
suaded that the beautiful Sabina wanted to dbarrass-
er him and gave indications very
strict to domestic.
During the reception at Paul Hamilton, he
had
quickly
got it
that there
Sabina,
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unlike his companion did not want
absolutely it would realize a portrait of her.
And, of course, that this marked reluctance
had seen her home had contributed to strengthening
cer his own desire to paint!
-Well, Thank you, 'said Brice gnawing his
brake.
Well ... He would have to adopt another strategic
gy - since obviously attempts
to make an appointment by phone
would lead to no.
-I Will do it from your call, clarified the do-
mestic before hanging up.
Oh, no doubt that she would pass the mes-
wise! But that did not would advance being
As Sabina had certainly been in-
formed his previous four strokes
phone ... and it was good refrained from
remember.
If I were you, I'd keep my distance
My uncle Richard, he had kindly con-
David Latham mended to Paul Hamilton party,
by driving it apart. This is a collector,
which accumulates valuables. And con-
Sabina amazes is his latest acquisition.
Also, it perfectly illustrates the concept of
black sheep of the family, if you know what I
mean.
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Sure ... But in this case, it was not
Richard Latham interested Brice. Alas!
As he had learned the hard way, that premi-
er was the key element that led to
the beautiful Sabina ...
For a woman enjoying a reputation in-
ternational, she led a reclusive life,
he said again. In addition, it never went
without Latham or driver thereof, or en-
core one of his bodyguards.
Two weeks before their meeting in Paul
Brice had attended a fashion show which
Chloe had invited the wife of Fergus, by
Besides fashion designer.
Sabina had then made a brief appearance
on the podium and had quickly withdrawn
behind the scenes, followed by two guards
body ... while Brice renounced the deal,
as he had had originally intended.
After the parade, she had not attended the cock-
tail and as Brice was inquiring discreetly
ment on the reason for his absence, he had
indicated that it had vanished in a lim-
ousine chauffeur, after his performance
complete.
Decidedly, this woman embodied the mystery
- And fanned curiosity Brice. Furthermore, it
was convinced that Richard Latham ignored
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his vain attempts to phone
make an appointment with Sabina. Yes, its in-
stinct told him that the beautiful is not bragging
its evasions. Richard seemed so
determined that he realizes his portrait!
He looked at his watch. 16 hours. The more
easy was it not to go to Richard,
in Mayfair -the most exclusive
London, by the way? It tergiversa
not long.
The Mercedes sports coupe, parked in front of the rich
remains Latham, told him that there was
someone at home. No matter that
was a question of Richard and Sabina. He had the fer-
I intend to get the appointment promised
- One or the other.
Why had he been so surprised to learn that
Richard and Sabina lived together?
if he asked descending from his car.
Probably because it came from a Sabina
will that made her untouchable and kept
others away ... Obviously, this does
not apply to Richard Latham, who Part-
ageant his life, was also to share his bed Lo
logical, right?
-L Do?
Lost in thought, Brice had Mach
inally pressed the doorbell, too
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he jumped when the door opened. There
old woman who stood in the doorway staring at the
quizzically. No doubt it was
the servant who had instructed him
mean the absence of Sabina!
-I Just see Sabina, he announced in a voice
closed down.
-Do You have an appointment?
What a joke! This was precisely what he
sought. Well, he thought, useless
to get excited: the poor servant was not
responsible for the whims of her boss.
-Can You tell Sabina Mr. McAl-
lister wants to see? he asked, swallowing
his anger.
-McAllister? repeated the servant disconcerting
ed. But are not you ...
Yes, the man who tried to join
several times this week, interrupted
Brice. Can you tell him I'm here?
He had repeated its request for an impatient tone
tient, aware of his rudeness, but
was too upset to design yet
scruples to the third party
-also she was innocent - which stood
between him and his goal.
He was convinced now that the sport coupe
belonged to Sabina and she was beautiful
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and well at home. As was the case LOR-
squ'il phoned just now! At vid-
ence, she fled.
-But ... Began the servant.
-It's Good, Ms. Clark, suddenly intervened
Sabina materializing the side of the
housekeeper. Mr. McAllister, do you want
follow me into the living room?
Favoring silent acerbic comment
he would have regretted later, Brice shook
head and followed her inside. Curious as
this woman taught her patience, her
fiery, which prevailed at the slightest
annoyance.
Today, she seemed different. Some More
natural,
but
always
a
beauty
bright, clear in its jeans and T-shirt
off white. She had raised her hair into a
-tail horse and was absolutely not
makeup. It would have given him eighteen years
sentence.
-I Beg your pardon, but I at-
person held out, she said, referring
its casual. I come back to the moment
My sports club.
Adorable liar!
Frowning mockingly, Brice
retorted:
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-A Now, really?
-Can I offer you some tea? she asked
so airily.
'No thank you,' he said, adding,
coldly, I called you several times
this week.
-really? she said with a detached tone.
-You Well know, he replied
without hiding his annoyance.
-I Have been busy this week, argued-t
it. I had to go to Paris, I parade
several designers. Besides a session
Pictures with ...
-I Do not care about your time!
sliced he cavalierly. What I want
to know is why you do not have me
recalled.
-I Just told you exactly that ...
Listen, make a phone call, this
objectively takes little time and even
if you were actually absent, I am cer-
tain that the diligent Clark has told you
all my calls and provided users
All phone numbers that I he
left: the number of my home, my
workshop, as well as that of my two laptops,
private and professional.
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-maybe So,
I
not
know
more,
she said
quickly. Are you quite sure you do not
want tea?
-Absolutely Certain, he said, clenching
teeth.
A double whiskey, that's what he would have BE-
care, even in the middle of the afternoon! There
coldness of the woman would have pushed not important
door any man to rush the drink!
'Well,' he continued, about our appointment
you ...
Sit down, Mr. McAllister, I will
Please.
Thanks, I'll stand, he replied,
nerves white-hot by the casualness
Sabina.
Astonished by his refusal, she sank to
its share in a comfortable chair and the re-
keeping in the eye, struck him:
-It's Curious, yet I thought you
were a deemed artist.
-I'm! he replied, immediately on the
defensive.
-Oh Really? she said in a tone of derision.
Always and hunt your patrons poten-
tial that way?
An angry breath washed over him.
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She deliberately trying to offend him! And y
had arrived! But why provoquait-
it, instead of simply confess
she did not realize that his portrait?
Pushing
a
deep
sigh,
it
declared
suddenly:
-Finally, I would willingly take tea.
Thereupon he sat in a chair in front
... and she was pleased to see the disarray
which is then painted on the face of the beautiful Sa-
bina. It was clear that despite his invitation
initial, she expected one thing: it
go away!
What is she afraid? Certainly the arrival of
Richard would not fail in convincing
cre agreeing to pose for him.
-I Have all my time, he clarified in a tone
provocative.
Very well said Sabina, rising abruptly
ment. I will instruct Ms.
Clark.
And take the opportunity to recover from his emotions
tions! Brice added in petto. Why Sabina
she feared that as the comb? Who is it
disliked him so much in him? Although it
was not sure he actually it'sa hos-
tility towards it. He thought back then the flash of
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fear he had seen in his eyes, to re-
Paul Hamilton exception ...
What mystery thus hiding the sublime man-
nequin? In what murky water swimming
his soul?
Sabina did not go directly to the
food, but rushed to the bathroom
to spray the face of cold water because its
the cheeks were burning.
She would never have imagined that McAllister
would have the audacity to come to her while she
had consistently refused to talk to him
phone.
Poor idiot! It should have been the in
doubt! Brice McAllister acted with
relentless determination. Ah, as it
was wrong to dismiss him! Result: he
stalking her home.
Good, evil being done, why whine?
We had to react!
In an hour, Richard would return to the but-
one. By then, she had to arrange for
Brice McAllister drank his tea, and above all in-
Gnier find all kinds of impediments
to push the famous appointment as
far as possible in the time - go
it would continue to recover thereafter to
indefinitely!
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This second meeting came from consolidating
in his opinion: she did not want
McAllister makes his portrait. Not that she
doubted his talent, quite the contrary! From elsewhere
their, she knew why he was so good: all
just because he went to the heart of
things and beings.
Her eyes with a piercing green blew
Social varnishes and plunged straight into the soul,
exposing emotions deeply en-
sevelies. Inevitably discover the painter
protective wall she had erected around
of it to keep others at a distance. And,
just as inexorably, he asked
why she was not a young woman in-
souciante and happy, enjoying serene
his fame ...
-The Tea will be served in a few minutes,
she announced, returning to the living room. According To
Richard, you've painted a remarkable Por-
Darcy McKenzie respect your cousin.
-A It seems, he replied in a sharp tone,
insensitive to his vanity efforts.
-It Certainly hope that you will make a
also wonderful to me.
And you, Sabina, what expectations do you? rtorqua-
he out of the blue.
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Why this question? if she marveled. Was
he bounded? Had he not understood that
he did not want the comb, but that he would
go, and most importantly, it leaves intact the shell
in which she had buried his being?
Uh ... The same as him, of course. Oh,
but here's the tea.
Relieved, she turned to him and Clark
grinned. The housekeeper had
instructed to use only tea,
without biscuits that went with.
Nothing, in short, that was likely to re-
delay the departure of Brice McAllister!
-Without Sugar for me, please, mar-
Monna Brice while leaving home
the room and Sabina filled the cups.
That matched the personality
this man, she thought. Bitter and strong!
Brice sipped hot tea and then,
pointing his gaze to her, he said very
stage fright:
-You Are at home here!
-Why Would not I be? she retorted
striving not to appear disconcerted
by this statement that sounded like a
charge. I live here, this is my home.
Really, the cohabitation with Richard
disturbed, she thought. Curious all the
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Similarly, for a man of thirty-five.
Was he old game? Unless it was the
age difference between Richard and who
contrarit?
-When Will be free to sessions
pose? he asked, suddenly.
You know, during the next two months,
my schedule is completely filled, and ...
Come, there must you remain a small
free time somewhere, he objected not without
irony.
-Effectivement, But then I took the opportunity to
I rest, she said.
-Stay Seat while I make es-
quisses will not be particularly grueling,
he insisted.
Sitting, no. But keep a re-
gard expressionless for an hour
to protect his own, though! Terribly
tiring, even!
-Navre, But I forgot my agenda in a
client, I'll call you when I can
check my schedule.
To-morrow we are Saturday. And Saturday
you do not have a business meeting,
Is not it?
A surge of fury crossed it. It was no longer
determination, but the fury!
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The more he felt his reticence, the more he insisted.
Logic!
-Dsole, Richard and I are not in
London this weekend.
Suddenly she heard an engine noise under
its windows. Richard! Pity ... She who
General was pleased to hear back
then felt his heart sink! Because she knew
the latter, despite his reluctance,
was determined to get that damn picture.
-Damage Replied without guessing its Brice
torment, I was wondering if ...
-Sabina? Are you ...
Richard stopped abruptly when he
realized that his fiancee was not alone.
-Richard! exclaimed the latter by le-
Vant to hug tenderly before adding
on carelessly: Mr. McAllister came
tea.
Take tea, really? Brice thought, annoyed.
He had come to get him to grant him a
appointment, yes!
At this time, Sabina put on him a look
worried ...
Brice would he reveal the real Richard
because of its presence here? if she asked.
And return with the specified number of times it
had called to make an appointment and
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had
heard
to answer
by
there
faithful
governess "Miss Sabina came out"?
My God! Richard if he informed his
evasions, it would develop into a bright mcon-
tentement. And would require explanations from
they would be alone. How to tell her so
she dreaded the look on his McAllister
soul?
-I Personally come to ask you to
excuse me, suddenly said Brice. I have
not call to make an appointment, and
I had promised. In my defense, I have to
say I have been very busy lately
time.
She looked at him in amazement ... It was he who
apologizing? , Who invoked a
busy schedule?
-I Beg you, no need to justify yourself, re-
Richard replied. Well, are you finally
agreed on a date?
At these words, Sabina threw a glance
desperate to Brice ...
Would he still be saved? if she asked,
heart pounding. True, he had lied
time for her, but she wondered well
Therefore, to the extent that his own attitude
to him could in no case incite
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complicity! For its part, Brice had given
no sign of gallantry before.
-I Think so, replied the latter in a
grin.
Okay, she came to understand! He had
lied for the purpose of placing the foot of
wall and force it to grant him a
appointment!
-I Was saying that Mr. McAllister ...
-Brice, Corrected it.
-I Said to Brice, she repeated vaguely ir-
rite, I am free on Tuesday afternoon.
And I, I congratulated Sabina to have such a
good memory because it has not even had BE-
care to consult his agenda. For my part,
without him, I am lost, Brice clarified in re-
keeping an openly mocking.
The knave! she thought. How dared
so brazenly mock her, knowing she
could not defend himself?
-A 3 hours, then? he added.
A bright smile lit up his face when
Sabina held out his business card. Obviously,
he was satisfied with himself, she said,
suddenly grasp the card that he
presented.
-I Will not be able to accompany you, announced
Richard, but I will pray Clive to come with you.
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-A Honest, I have little love
spectators when I work, Brice clarified.
Oh, Clive is a very discreet man! it as-
Richard sura. However, if his presence you
importunate, I will ask him to wait in
the car outside.
Thanks, I prefer Brice said.
And she thought she bitterly, no
Asked if this does not bothering to
spend one hour with him in his
machine shop?
3
- What do you know exactly supermodel Sabina
?
- Well, well ... said Chloe resting her
range, not without throwing a look amused
Brice, sitting in front of it. I told to
Fergus there was something fishy, when
last show. Do not you have not invited me
for my beautiful eyes in the absence of Fergus,
but in order to learn more about the one you
covet!
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Brice loved Chloe he considered his
little sister, but sometimes ... she was sim-
ply impossible!
- No, there is nothing between us and I con-
voite absolutely not, he strongly defended.
It happens that I have to paint the portrait of
Sabina. That's why I'm finding out about it. TO
As an inspiration.
- Oh ...! Chloe was visibly disappointed.
- You know, my little Chloe, it's not because
Fergus you and you love passionately
everyone is in love around
you!
- Still, admit it would wonder-
lous, no, if that was the case between Sabina and you?
replied the wife of his cousin, returning to the
load.
- Sorry to play spoilsport, but I'm
recalls that Sabina's engaged, he said.
- Yeah ... They have no great hurry air
marry those two. And Richard Latham
is much older than Sabina. It could widely
ment to be his father.
It was exactly what Brice thought, why
As he took care to admit. As for fall
lover Sabina ... he doubted that the term
wonderful was an appropriate qualifier
describe this scenario.
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Oh, the beauty of the young woman was unknown
testable! Moreover, since their meeting in
Last Friday, he knew she was natural
and sincere ... as is intriguing and reserved
! Furthermore, the fact that she lives in a
older man and never so
without mentor helped to strengthen its
mystery.
What relationship did it have actually with
Richard Latham? Brice kept rethink
that David had told him about his
uncle. Sabina she meant to him just
a new piece collection - a room
choices - or were they together
other reasons?
So many questions he would like to ask
Chlo because, as a fashion designer, she
was necessarily aware of any possible
rumors of top models - and
more specifically Sabina! Just Only,
Chloe being able to draw conclusions
hasty, he refrained from questioning her.
- Fergus's book is selling well? asked,
he changed the subject.
- It tops the box office, announced
Chloe proudly. I hope at least you did
read!
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- No, he confessed, the sheepish mine ...
the plot unfolds in the world of fashion,
Is not it?
Chloe then began to talk with a pleasure
evident in the work of her husband. Definitively
ment forgotten the beautiful Sabina! he thought with
relief.
To be honest with himself, he was bi
recognizing that all matters to him
burning lips were about Sabina
purely personal order!
He wanted to solve the mystery of his coldness and
its distance and find out why Richard
Latham was an exception to the rule. That the
disturbed above all, it was vulnrabil-
ity emanating despite herself of her being. In
Despite all the efforts she lavished for
seem out of reach.
Sabina was rich, beautiful, famous, she had
world at his feet and fees at least
equal to the highest paid actresses Holly-
wood and yet ...
It was precisely this "yet" that would
end up obsessed! He sighed, annoyed. This
afternoon, he hoped to solve the riddle Sa-
bina Smith.
On returning home, he thought back to his conversation
tion with Chloe. He just made a brief
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referring to Sabina and yet he was certain
that by this evening, the whole family would know that
had questioned her cousin about
famous model!
He reached well before the time of their workshop
appointment. 3:00 sounded without Sa-
bina appear ... Was she playing him
trick? After four days of waiting and
anticipation, she could not not come
! Gradually, as the minutes pas-
saient, Brice felt his growing fury,
doubting for a moment that Sabina had
deliberately "forgotten" the appointment. It ...
The bell rang sharply.
3 h 25! No phone call to warn
for his delay, and yet he knew it was
it. He tried to take an open air
to remove all trace of annoyance on his vis-
year old. If it was expected that he was furious, eh
Well, she was going to be disappointed!
- I'm sorry for the delay, she said, by entering
in the workshop. I come from a photo shoot. We
I was promised that I would be free at 2 hours,
but ...
- Anyway, you're here now,
he interrupted, not knowing if she played her
comedy or telling the truth. Have lunch
?
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- No but ...
- I'll ask that prepares a
sandwich.
- No need, I'll eat later.
- A tea then? Or coffee?
Good
blood
!
It
was
a
beauty
stunning in her blouse Lycra
molding of the same color as her eyes, and
who married his black trousers also
closely its forms. Today, its
loose hair was a thick curtain
gold fringed with fluttering at the
small of her back ...
Relax, Brice! he is ordered by putting
in search of his sketchbook and its
pencils.
- I would drink coffee willingly, she replied.
As he headed for the phone to
pray her maid to prepare coffee and
mount the workshop, he could not help
to ask:
- How is Clive? Should I make him serve
a cup of coffee too?
- Not! she said in a tone wrinkled before
adding dryly: where should I sit?
- On the couch.
He still did not know how to paint ... Was he
really do justice to its beauty?
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Moreover, it was not only her beauty
he wanted to capture, but he will au
Beyond that, within his being. He was determined
all costs to break down barriers and its
Sabina achieve this one ...
The May sun streaming through the huge
bay window of the workshop and projected its rays
on the couch. Outside, the garden flamboy-
has colors and flowers proliferation
Sabina multicolored subsided.
- Is that you maintain your garden? him
she asked suddenly.
- What?
Turning his attention to her, she realized
he had started working.
- Oh, sorry! she said, not without experiencing
some irritation at the idea that he had bitten
unbeknownst to her, as she admired her flowers.
So you started?
- Some features, he replied by dipping
his green eyes into hers. And to answer
to your question, yes, it was me who interviews
my garden. It relaxes me when I
remained trapped for hours in my studio. And
you, do you like gardening?
- In the past, yes ..., she said, a hint of our-
talgie in his voice.
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- Before the work grabs you all en-
Tiere, is not it? he said, smiling.
- Yes, that's about it, she replied while
a cloud passing in his eyes.
The fact that she stopped gardening was not
to do with his business. I Do Not,
it was simply because she no longer lived
its charming cottage ... Come! It
should not give in to sentimentality!
And then, it was still not to
Brice McAllister she was going to spill.
- At about that? replied softly.
Sabina changed position and declared in a
sigh
- I doubt that I make a very good model.
I can not sit still very
long time.
- You can get up and walk, if you
prefer. Besides, I'm not sure
the sitting position is one that I adopt for
you.
Really? And what position he considered adequate
for her? if she asked, rising.
While pacing in the workshop, she
inspected the room the look: paintings were
piled against the walls and on the shelves,
paint cans and brushes to dispu-
were space. In short, there was the joyful
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disorder of an artist's studio, with minim-
um furniture - in this case, the chair
which Brice sat smudged table
painting and the couch on which she had
installed.
- That coffee, announced jovially Ms. Pot-
ter entering the workshop.
As Brice had expected, she had prepared
small snacks, and cut the fruit cake
crafted by him in the morning.
- Thank you, Sabina said, delighted.
Mmm, she thought, savoring these
toasts were simply delicious.
Finally, she was starving!
- Do you skip meals often? it de-
Brice suddenly summoned.
- This happens to me when I do not have time to
to eat. Do not think that I deprive myself of
food! I am fortunate not to grow,
What I swallow.
At this time, Brice's eyes slid over
Sabina's body and she regretted his re-
brand name. His look was so inquisitive if ...
- When is the wedding?
She jumped. Had course?
- What?
- If I understand correctly, the portrait that I will
Richard will make a wedding gift.
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Also I was wondering how long
I had to realize it.
- I'm afraid you have misinterpreted
About
from a
Richard,
she objected
in
frowning.
He had never discussed their arrangement
ment leads to a wedding ...
- Richard nevertheless gave me the impression
the date of the wedding was imminent.
- Oh Really? she said, convinced that Brice
wrong.
- Of course! You have a big difference
age, is not it?
She blushed violently. What
could it do to him? if she rebelled in
silence. This looked at him absolutely not!
- It's like the union of spring and
fall, Brice insisted, not without derision.
- Twenty-five years, it is difficult to me
compare the spring, she retorted dryer
ment. The analogy with the summer would be more suitable.
But
from a
our
days
the age
n / a
little
important.
- Nowadays? he replied sarcastically. You
therefore believe it is a matter of fashion?
This man was decidedly hellish! Richard
and were only friends, and had
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certainly misunderstood what his "
fiance '.
- Listen, she began visibly agit-
ed, I came here for you to make
sketch of me, and not to undergo your questions
tions about my personal life, okay, amount
Mr. McAllister?
- Mr. Brice McAllister called, he said
then.
- For me, you are Mr. McAllister, rpliqua-
she haughtily.
- Such As
you
please,
he said,
resigned.
Can you
to take
place
up close
from a
there
chimney?
Here now it was as if the con-
very personal versation never had
location! Furious, she stood where he had him
indicated.
- The clothes you wear user-
ennent not. Understand me! They will
go to steal, but they are not suitable for
how I intend to paint you.
- And how do you paint me,
exactly?
Without answering, he continued his sketch,
air very concentrated. She remained motionless administration
opting his famous frozen look, one for le-
what it opted during photo shoots. A
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master was at work and she was the object
used his art. As a person, she
did not exist, and it suited him perfectly
ment. She was here against his will and the
last thing she wanted was to establish
any intimacy with McAllister.
- Will you do a lot? asked,
Does it after a good half hour, com-
menant seriously tiring.
- Much of what? he said, raising his head,
apparently absorbed in his work.
- From sketch! These sessions renouvelleront-
they often?
Reserving his reply, he continued to draw.
This was
for real
a
strong
beautiful
man
she admitted against his will. His
hair, long and black, gave him a fake
Air Gypsy. As for her eyes, as green
troubling that they were worthy of a star
movie theater.
- Why? he finally asked.
- As I have said, I am ...
- Very busy, yes, I know. You me
said several times, I think I understand.
The question is: why are you so taken?
He gave her a mocking look before adding
:
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- Do not tell me you work for
to live. For seven years, you had accu-
emulate a nice little nest egg. What you
pushes to work tirelessly, Sabina?
A simple reason: when it plunged to
headlong into the job, she no longer thought
nothing and slept soundly at night without
rehashing the past!
- To remain one of the most top models
asked she replied calmly.
- Is that important?
His question made her blush. Nevertheless, it rt-
Orqua on caustically:
- And for you, Mr. McAllister, is it
not important to stay on top of the market
of art?
Okay, the dummy trades and artist
painter did not require the same talents,
the fact remains that she felt an ar- soul
tist. She showed off the genius of the great
fashion designers, inspired the best photographers
; she had a gift to exalt talent
others!
- Touch! he conceded grudgingly.
Only I can not think make you want to
do your business on forever.
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- What are you trying to do? Hurt me, me
cause - or is that the boorishness
is second nature to you?
- Maybe a little of both, who knows?
They jaugrent hard.
- You laugh at all, is not it?
she said in a whisper, disconcerted by ar-
rogance Brice.
Oh, how she wanted to be as insouci-
ante than before!
Then she would have laughed, yes, she would have laughed
herself and him. But the person she
was once had definitely gone. And
Sabina doubted that it would return one day.
- It's time I left, she decreed
wearily looking at his watch.
He watched intently, trying to guess
which waved his big blue eyes,
thoughts disorders that formed behind her
beautiful smooth forehead ...
- Already? he said.
- I have another appointment.
- At home, with Richard? he said, is relev-
ant, spreading his huge silhouette
then seemed to fill the entire workshop.
She stepped back, suddenly taking claustro-
phobia. The eyes still chained to his,
Brice approached her, slowly,
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a feline flexibility ... He was so close
her now that she felt his breath on
her cheek, the fragrance of his aftershave.
- I really have to go, she said in a voice
strangled,
with no
sketch
however
the
every gesture in this direction.
- Well, what's holding you back? him
he breathed in the face.
Her legs! They were made of cotton and refuse
saient obey him! Sabina felt
it would collapse from one moment to the next.
It was the impression of a crazed rabbit,
surprised by the headlights of a car and who,
Instead of jumping into the ditch, remained on the
floor, dazed.
Brice was decidedly a dangerous man,
she had felt from the start! If moistening
lips with the tip of her tongue, she replied:
- I expect you to let me go ...
At these words, he moved away.
- Please, he said with a courtesy
affected.
In a final effort, she walked to the
gate.
- I'll call you, 'he added.
A trembling hand on the handle, it
turned slowly.
- What?
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- To make an appointment for a
next meeting, he clarified with amusement.
What did he just happened? if she asked.
He had just approached a little too
her, so what?
Nonsense!
She knew perfectly well that there had
something between them, curious waves on
which she preferred not to dwell ...
- Will you do me the honor of answering me,
this time? he continued.
- If I'm at home, of course!
- If it does not, I'm sure
Richard can arrange an appointment for
you.
- Contrary to what you insinuate, amount
Mr. McAllister, I manage my own job
time.
- Curious, that's not the impression I
had at our first meeting.
She stared at him a moment in silence before him
give Klitschko a toneless voice:
- I do not give a damn what
that was - or was not - your print
when we first met. And for any
you say, nothing you do in the present
less interest to me.
- Nothing at all?
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- I Will Not! she said in an angry tone. Goodbye,
Mr. McAllister.
- Soon, Sabina.
She did not raise her ultimate provocation
carefully closed the door behind her.
Free at last ...
Once installed at the rear of the comfortable
limousine, she allowed herself to rethink
sitting idly by watching the landscape
Urban scroll behind the smoked glass.
She did not like the way the McAllister
staring. Nor does it appreciated the tone
very personal which he spoke to her.
Or the way he had come
her, just now, before she left,
as if they were intimate.
In short, she did not like him!
How was she going to be able to do it
never to return in his studio?
4
Brice spent the next week to Mau-
said for the way he had behaved
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Sabina when drawing session
she kindly granted him.
From their first meeting, he recognized
in it the lightning shines in the eyes of
hunted deer. Why, then, did he have
it systematically seeks to provoke
? What inner demon had therefore leads to
making fun of her? He had just been
blinded by his willingness to go beyond the im-
year old
Public
she
maintained
carefully.
Result: he had managed to get
unfriendly!
Oh, this time, she had agreed to answer
his phone calls! She had taken her
four calls, but each time she had
found an excuse for more legitimate
decline all dates he proposed in
for a second working session.
At their last conversation telephone
nique, Sabina, however, had a concession
sion. She could give him an hour,
this morning, but ... home! And vraisemblable-
ment under the watchful eye of Richard, he had al-
ors thought.
Suffice to say that this proposal does enchant-
has not. However, as it were
at the stage sketches, he could, it is true,
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go home. And, anyway, it
had no choice.
After all, he said, revealing a Sabina
fort relaxed at his home in Mayfair,
Perhaps this solution was she not so
bad as that? Especially nice was that the
on its own. No trace of Richard on the horizon ...
This morning, she embodied the quintessence of
the charming hostess. In addition, she was dressed
with great distinction: a corsage
beige and black skirt, which just happened to him
above the knees. Her hair was
collected in a wise and low bun.
Obvious then imposed on him, it was
not that Sabina then he wanted to paint!
- We train to play its future role
hostess? he quipped shortly after it
saying hello.
It had been stronger than him!
Yet it was arrived full of good intentions
tions and determined to stick to an exchange
professional to put her at ease. Alas!
This image so smooth that it applied to Don-
dinner itself was enough to revive the demon
that lay dormant within him. Obviously, by
this outfit, she had outbid in the pro-
protection which it is usually surrounded him.
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No doubt that the meeting at the workshop had sense-
iblement shaken!
- You were right, Brice, when you dis-
firmiez the last time was boorishness
second nature to you, replied she al-
ors calmly.
Okay, he should have apologized ... but there
not succeed.
Something in his being, his personality,
made him want to take her by the shoulders
and shake. He would listen and laugh ...
cry, brief snatch of emotions that
the devil! However, if he passed the act, it
was likely to be forever banished from her home!
It was necessary to operate in a more subtle way.
- You have a good memory, he contented
observed before adding dryly: sorry,
but we will have to close out your hair.
Thereupon he sat on a chair, book
sketches and pencil in hand.
- It is impossible, she decreed. I have a
lunch right after our meeting, and I will have
no time to redo my bun.
Plague! Brice thought, strong upset. She had
decided to give him a hard time!
- With whom? he said. Your confessor?
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She stared at him for a few moments without blinking
and in the depths of her eyes
blue, he saw shining a brief flash of anger.
- I have an appointment with my mother! clarified-t
she coldly.
He gave her a puzzled look and then said:
- You are supermodel ... and your mother loves
see you in such an outfit?
Finally, it was not because of him that
was decked in this way, but for its
mother. That's where the vanity led McAllister! himself
he said, stung.
- What is wrong so my outfit?
she asked,
there
voice
vibrant
from a
resentment.
Objectively, it was difficult to criticize his
clothes. She was an elegant irrproch-
able, but her hair and put masked
its personality! Impossible to detect
in it this morning provocative beauty
model Sabina.
Driven by the need to defend it en-
Chana without waiting for an answer:
- My mother lives in Scotland since the death of
my father, and I rarely see. This is a
woman who hates eccentricity.
- That is to say?
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She sighed deeply, then began a
voice full of sadness:
- My parents taught history at the Uni-
versity of Edinburgh, and spent en-
pletely to their careers. I believe that in reality
they did not want children, but an accident
happens so quickly ...
She gave a little ridiculous laugh before
He continued:
- They were relatively old when I
born; my mother was forty-one years
my father forty-six. Today, of course
ment, we see things differently, but
then ... Still, my father, me
Does it seem better accepted paternity my
mother motherhood. Naturally, it is not
had to stop teaching for five years
take care of me!
It was the first time that Sabina equipment consists
would much. This spoke volumes about his
nervousness!
- Your birth was an upheaval
Total ment for them, he said.
And not just his birth, he thought.
How were accommodated to its
striking beauty? For no doubt a child,
she was already looking like an angel out any
Right of paradise.
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- I actually had a strange childhood,
she said in a melancholy tone.
And certainly very lonely, Brice realized.
A childhood the opposite of hers, who
had been raised by parents and young people
joyful and spent summers in Scotland
in the castle of his grandfather, with its
Fergus Logan and cousins. It actually had
sense of belonging to a sibling. Clan
McDonald.
- Who do you look like? he asked
softly, not wanting to break the
charm, for he had the feeling that Sabina
rarely spoke of his childhood.
- To my father, she said, sketching a wave
smile - smile disappeared completely LOR-
squ'elle stated: he died five years ago.
- I'm sorry, he said with a sincere tone, while
wondering if he did not hold the key to
her relationship with Richard.
Did not she was looking for a father figure
with this older man?
- He had cancer for years,
his death was a deliverance for him,
she confided. My greatest regret is that
was not there when I was handed my license
History ...
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She stopped and before its expression
surprised, she gave him a beautiful smile
before adding a tone ridiculous:
- Yes, Brice, I have not always been top
model full time; I went to the universe
versity, you know.
Direct allusion to his remarks dsobli-
giant on the modeling career, the
last time, he said, almost ashamed.
As he regretted his arrogance! He had
judged without knowing. No wonder she
wants to keep it off!
Suddenly, he heard her add:
- As a strong supporter of the cause
feminist, my mother disapproves of the way
I have chosen.
- And what does she think of your life concu-
hoeing with Richard Latham?
Hardly had he finished his sentence, he re-
grettait already. Damn it! He had com-
putting an odd seriously. In fact, it was only
not really Ms. Smith's opinion that the
concerned. The question expressed more
outrage at it, the idea that the beautiful Sa-
bina should share life - and the bed - Richard
Latham.
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- You are too indiscreet, Mr.
McAllister! she retorted angrily in the fu-
sillant look.
Certainly, the issue of Brice had annoyed!
Nevertheless, she was mostly angry against
herself to the confidences she had
to get him.
- Speaking of Richard ... Your fianc is
not at home today?
- It is in New York until tomorrow.
On impulse, he asked:
- In these conditions, you agree to
dinner with me tonight?
His question stunned himself ... How
dare he ask a woman already betrothed to re-
taurant? And what is more, a woman who does it
gave no sign encouraging! Okay
on the contrary!
Sabina also appeared that suffocated him.
Her cheeks had become all pale, too
pale as alabaster, and his eyes fathomless
stared in amazement.
At that moment, as if to reproach Brice
his audacity, a ray of sunshine came to play on
Diamond Sabina who began to flicker in
brightly. The gift of Richard Latham ...
- It was not a good idea, sorry,
he muttered then, confused. Finally, it was
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an invitation to dinner, Sabina without back-
thoughts.
She was still staring wildly ...
At that moment there was a knock at the door.
- Come in, she said hoarsely.
- You had asked me to bring you
mail when it would happen, clarified Clark
handing him a wad of envelopes.
- Thank you, replied Sabina in her administration
esting a beautiful smile.
What an incredible ability to recover a con-
tenance! then thought Brice. As re-
grettait his words! It does not already had an
high opinion of him, but he had just struck
the death knell for their relationship!
True, he did not expect that all women
fell at his feet, but he was not used
this being mistaken for flu in the first
look, as was the case with Sa-
bina. And against all odds, she was more in-
friendly, the more interested!
- Listen, said he was suddenly in le-
Vant, I think it's better that we
stood there today. Obviously ...
He stopped suddenly. Sabina had
drop his packet of letters and parais-
knows completely paralyzed. It was right
even he who ...
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- Sabina, what's happening? he asked,
worried.
At that moment, she bent down to pick up his
mail ... and reeled. Rushing to her,
he firmly took her arm and helped her as-
seoir on a chair.
Then, with a firm step, he walked to the bar,
served him a double whiskey and handed it to her.
- No, thank you, 'she said breathlessly. I
doubt that my mother likes the smell of
whiskey.
- My proposal loath you to this
the point? he then asked, hesitating himself
empty glass.
- What? she said, obviously surprised by her
issue.
So it was not his invitation had
up in this state. Under these conditions,
why had she almost fainted?
It was then that he noticed she held a
pale green envelope between her clenched fingers.
She held her so tightly that the letter
was crumpled and his knuckles whitened ...
- Sabina ... he began.
Suddenly she stood up and announced:
- Your proposal irks me absolutely
ment not, on the contrary, I find that
it's a great idea.
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Curious! If Clark had not come to
pause, he doubted she would have replied
favorably to his invitation. Non The Less,
for reasons unknown to him, the only view
this mysterious green letter - it
had not even read - had disrupted the
point that she had accepted his invitation to
have lunch.
The mystery thickened ...
- Perfect, he replied before she changes
mind. I will take you 30 to 19 h.
Would you agree?
- All right, she said, visibly pressed to
see him go.
Was it in order to read the contents of the set
pale green envelope? Brice wondered.
- Do I have to
to book
to
three
or
Clive
Does he will wait in the car?
- I'm sure we will be able
without him, she replied, tense, throwing
a glance at his watch. Sorry, we
have not advanced this morning, but now,
i have to go.
- I understand, you do not need to at-
loving your mother, he said, smiling at her
kindly.
Contrary to what she believed they had
great progress this morning he had
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learned a lot about it - its en-
childhood, his relationship with his parents.
Yet it off again frustrated! For what he
would really like to know was what
contained the letter that was strangely
upset.
The interrogate it tonight on this? Maybe
be ... He had all afternoon to meditate La-
on it.
- A call for you, Miss Sabina informed
Clark in the late afternoon, when the young
woman picked up the phone to his room.
Mr Latham.
- Pass it to me
!
if she exclaimed
warmly.
After the strange day she had
live, she wanted to hear the sound rassur-
ant of his voice.
- Richard! How are you? Oh, do not tell me
not that you have to push your return?
- Well, well, one question at a time! Yes I Am,
I'm fine, and no, my return is not re-
pushed, I'll be home tomorrow, as
expected. I just wanted to know how
you were going.
That was four days he was gone and
until then, she did not see the time passing,
because it was busy. And it
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morning, everything had shifted! And since it
wanted one thing: it returns the most
quickly as possible in London.
- I'm fine, she lied. Very taken by the
work, as always.
- And what have you planned to beautiful tonight?
- Oh ... Well, I see McAllister.
- Pitch Perfect! How sessions are held
? The great man is he finally got out of his
ivory tower and was it realized that you're
the most beautiful creature he had ever painted?
- Hmm ... Not really, she said, realizing
Richard had misunderstood the meaning of its
about and believed she met Brice
McAllister for a working session.
Not that she was never out for dinner
with another man since she lived
as Richard roof! His work con-
often duisait to accept such invitations
tions. But dinner with Brice did not fall
search. Swallowing a large breath
air, she began:
- Actually, Richard, I ...
- One moment, Sabina, we try to join
on my other line. Do not quit ...
The more she waited, and lack the courage it
cated. Richard would appreciate it she dines with
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a man for reasons not directly
Professional?
Now she feared that dinner now. Oh,
why did it have to be there precisely Brice
ment when she had received the letter?
It was then found in such a state of
confusion, wanting him to leave at the
Soon, she had accepted his invitation.
- Sorry, Sabina finally replied Richard. My
appointment arrived, I must leave you. Thrown out
back later in the evening, right?
- Uh ... To be honest, I was planning to sleep
Earlier tonight she lied for the second time.
I will come and wait for you at the airport tomorrow.
And she could finally explain quietly
ment Brice McAllister had invited to dinner
!
- No need to move around to Heathrow, en-
Clive way, this will suffice.
No, she would greet him. It would be more fa-
cult to make confessions at the back of the
seat of the limo ...
- I have nothing to do tomorrow, and I would be
really happy to pick you.
- As you wish. Until tomorrow.
So Awesome! she thought with derision in con-
metal clips grip. Not only she would dine
alone with a man she had
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contrived to escape so far, but more
she had lied to her boyfriend about it.
Was it that make her nervous to Brice
to act against his will! All this was
the fault of his green eyes. Eyes that you
pierced to the very depths of your
being and that nothing escaped.
No doubt he was aware of his reluctance
to ask for it. Reluctance that had
Driving to talk too much. She usually so tank
vated could not explain his confid-
ences about his childhood, this morning.
In addition, she was convinced that Brice had
understood that it was the green envelope that had
immersed in an intense state of agitation.
The last she had received dated back to
three weeks. During this long period,
she was almost nurtured the hope that the ordeal
was over. That is why this morning, at the re-
receipt of the letter, she had been so
upset!
And lunch with her mother had absolutely
ment not help matters!
- Are you agreed on a wedding date,
Richard and you? had asked the
while they last tasted their salad
Shrimp.
Sabina had missed strangle.
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McAllister
his
mother
to
this ...
but
So what did they all want to push the
wedding party?
- No, she replied. We do
are in no hurry.
Like everyone else, his mother was unaware of the ar-
storage that bound to Richard. A mother
was the embodiment of perfection, she thought
then. While Leonora Smith was tidy,
her nails to his dress, in
through its syntax. Oh, Sabina loved his
mother, just ... she was unable to com-
communicate with it! And every time she
met, it was like being on the
hot seat.
- I ask you this question, clarified
Leonora is that I plan to do a little
trip in the fall. I do not want
your marriage takes place during this period.
- Great idea! Sabina said without
pay attention to the last sentence. And where
are you going to go?
- We have not chosen our
destination, she said, swallowing a Gor-
Gee wine. I ... I leave with a knowledge
growth. It may be that we went to
Paris is a city where you can have fun ...
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Entertainment? Was that his mother had just
pronounce this word?
- And this friend, I know her?
At these words, Leonora blushed slightly and de-
turned his eyes. My God! This knowledge
growth, it was a man! Sabina realized,
shocked.
Why this new upset that the
point mystery! After all, his mother was en-
core a very beautiful woman for her sixty
six years. She was still as thin and
Blonde at thirty. But to which she did
a romantic getaway in Paris ...
Certainly, she said, looking a
Last time his reflection in the mirror before
join Brice, she had to live a
bad day!
Alas, it was not over yet. That al
Milk book her party?
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No need to be clairvoyant to understand
Sabina had no desire to go
the evening with him!
Even now they were comfortable
installed in the elegant London restaurant
he reserved the best table, the young
woman could not relax.
For his part, he was far from sharing feelings
ments of the beautiful Sabina and head-to-head on
filled.
It intrigued him so much! Starting with its
breathtaking beauty, enhanced by the
black dress with plunging neckline that arbovirus
would tonight. All heads were re-
tours on its way when the master
hotel led them to their table. And
however, it was the woman who was
behind this beauty that interested Brice, in-
gence that reflected her beautiful eyes
blues.
Certainly wonderful ... but indubita- Eye
ably wary! That's why it was de-
cided not to question the famous
green letter. Not that he had the intention to forget
the incident, but he felt as if the question
tionnait about it, she would refuse to see him.
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- How was your lunch? him
he asked absently while they stu-
have the card.
- Well, she replied laconically.
Oh, oh ... The cloud that darkens at this time
Sabina front put his flea in his ear. And,
since she had mentioned her childhood
that morning, he allowed himself to insist:
- Oh Really?
- Yes, she said, defensively. Since
I ...
She stopped suddenly let out a long
sigh and continued:
- No, actually, it does not go well.
It was not as usual.
- Why?
- Well ...
She hesitated, then raised his head and said:
- My mother has a boyfriend. Finally, I do not know whether
this is actually the correct term! In all
If she is planning a trip to Paris in com-
pany of a man, this fall.
- Should I conclude that this is not a
good news for you? Come on, your mother
has also the right to live!
- You think I'm selfish, is not
right? But I never thought that my
mother to start a new life, as they say.
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- She so obviously!
Before scowling Sabina, he re-
gretta its franchise and added:
- Sabina, I'm sorry, just ...
- I know, I know, I'm dramatizing, they say
swallowing it in one gulp delicious wine
White Brice had chosen for them. Sorry
bored with my little problems, I
doubt that this is much exciting for you
!
As she was wrong! All that con-
encircled interested. In fact, he did not remember
not have been so captivated by a woman since
years ...
- But if it is! he stated.
- Come on, forget what I said and talk
something else.
- What disturbs you so much in
this story? he insisted. The fact that your
mother has found a companion with whom she has
want to have a good time? Or the fact
she wants to take advantage of company life
another man your father?
- I told you, I react so
selfish, it's stupid of me.
- It's not the least bit stupid world! him
Brice assured before asking so
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impromptu: Do you know my cousin
Logan and his wife Darcy?
- I have not been presented to them, but I know
they were at the Hamilton party.
- They fell in love with the other al-
gold they tried to prevent the father
Darcy to marry the mother of Logan.
- And how things have they resulted
for parents? she asked, clearly
very interested.
- They were married a month before the
children, he said, while wondering if he
really had reason to mention this
example.
- Oh ...
The arrival of the server put a temporary end to
the conversation.
So she had told him, Sabina did
not deprived in regard to nour-
riture! Brice noted. Appetizer, it
had ordered asparagus accompanied
a mousseline sauce, followed by a steak
barnaise sauce and a potato gratin.
- Do not be shocked: I believe that after
this, I will still have room for a flux
chocolate, she said with a half-amused, half
sorry.
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He certainly was not complaining, who
for years dating women
chose the least-calorie dishes
they then contented peck of
end of their fork!
- You can even take two desserts
if you feel like it! he answered. You are the
kind of guest that Daniel is thrilled Welcome note
read more in the restaurant!
- You know the chef?
- This is my uncle by marriage, the father of
Darcy, he said, smiling. You know, the happy
married I just talk to you.
In turn, Sabina gave him a smile and
said, thoughtfully:
- I wonder what may look like
the friend of my mother ...
- Why not ask her directly
question, the next time you see her?
I think she would love you to him tele-
Moigniez interest.
- Perhaps, Sabina was evasively,
not sure I want to address the issue of
forehead with his mother. Tell me about your
next show! Where and when will it be
venue?
Obviously,
it
did
some more
envy
to discuss his private life. What a pity! There is
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still had dozens of things he would
enjoyed learning about Sabina Smith.
- Richard went to one of your shows, he
Two years ago, she continued. It has many ap-
prci your work and obviously it was not
the only one.
Brice did not doubt for a moment of praise
Richard. He also knew that Sabina had men-
tioned her fianc not incidentally, but
to remind her that she was not free at
If he would have forgotten ...
As if he could forget the cursed diamond
shining on her left ring! And for-
As ... more he learned to know her, the more
would have liked her fianc evaporates in
air!
Come the evening did not go too badly
! Sabina thought. Finally, it was not
unpleasant to talk to Brice McAllister,
although from time to time, he tended to
be too curious.
- Mmm, that which looks delicious, declared-t
her in his plate of asparagus while
were served snails Brice.
- Do you ... he began before
exclaim, oh no!
Surprised, she followed his gaze.
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He fixed a couple who had just entered the
restaurant. If Sabina immediately recognized
creative Chloe Fox fashion, she had
met several times during shows,
However she did not know who was the man who
accompanied ... In a large size and
an arrogant beauty, it was not without
have a certain resemblance
Brice.
- My cousin Fergus and his wife Chloe, an-
nona it a tone annoyed by
up.
Thereupon he hailed the couple and bowed. The
leading to the table where the young woman
was sitting quietly, he said:
- Can I introduce Sabina?
- Of course, said Fergus approaching
strongly her to shake her hand. Even
if we both recognized. We do
not disturbing you, I hope?
The little defiantly she read in
Fergus hazel eyes rained much
Sabina. Obviously, unfailing
affection bound the two cousins. In addition, the at-
mocking study of Fergus made less Brice
arrogant. Less dangerous too.
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- Join us! suggested she spon-
ously, aware of the irritated look Brice
then launched his cousin.
- We do not want to disturb you. I am
sure Brice and you prefer to stay
alone, Chloe objected.
- Absolutely not! exclaimed Sabina. The more we are
crazy merrier! Brice was so nice
invite me to the restaurant while I am lan-
mistletoes my fiance is away on business
in New York.
- Brice is well known for his kindness,
Fergus said, not without irony.
The couple eventually be convinced and took
up to their table. Fergus then tried to com-
think the silence of his cousin by plais-
anteries supported. As for Sabina, she was
glad to escape the expected head-to-head. It
had somehow neutralized Brice.
- Continue to eat, please insisted
Chloe. Fergus and I'll look at the map,
during that time.
A Stealth, Sabina being watched Brice
eat his snails: you would think that
settled their account each as
his gestures were abrupt and nervous! To
the first time since they met, she
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felt he was not at his advanced
age ... and she rejoiced greatly!
Although Brice PARTICIPAT little to the conversation,
the meal went so very pleasant.
Chloe and Fergus were former partners
tremely pleasant, with a sense of human
mour stripper. In addition, they were overflowing
love for one another and the looks they
exchanged
were
it all
simply
touching.
- We will soon be in the same family,
Sabina told Chloe with the dessert.
At these words, Brice gave him a worried look
which did not escape Sabina.
- What? said latter.
- One of my cousins married the
nephew of your fiance explained Chloe. As Like
I'm not good for genealogy, I
know exactly what relationship this
creates us, but it is always this
establishes a.
She, too, thought Sabina, she did not know the nature
This relationship - particularly as ever
she would marry Richard! She replied
nicely:
- Indeed, this seems complicated ...
Sorry to interrupt this evening, but I
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am a little tired and I think it's time
for me to go.
A expression Brice, she understood that it ap-
prciait not at all what she had just said.
More reason to go! She was wrong
to accept his invitation, and many
chance Fergus and Chloe save without the
namely, from the clutches of their cousin.
- Perhaps will we have the opportunity to trav-
ailler together soon, said Chloe RIDING
ant leave Sabina while the two
Men fought to settle the bill.
- Perhaps, Sabina was evasive while
thinking that it would matter less to fa-
mile Brice, the better.
- I was sorry that we can not col-
laborer as planned last year,
November. You were sick then. I hope
it was nothing serious.
Certainly, today it was not his
day! First this letter this morning, and then
Now this allusion to the famous mon