Free Say It With Diamonds by Lucy King

day had turned out.
    Today was, without exception, the strangest, most surreal day he’d ever experienced and he wasn’t sure he wanted to experience a day like it ever again. He’d had enough mind-boggling revelations and gut-churning trips down memory lane to last a lifetime. And as for the tangled financial mess his aunt had created, well, that had taken hours to unravel. God only knew what sort of trouble she could have ended up in if he hadn’t found out what she’d been up to.
    Aware that his hand had tightened around the glass, Will set it on a side table before it shattered and rubbed a hand over his face.
    And somewhere muddled up in it all there was Bella.
    When he’d woken up this morning he’d never in a million years have imagined that she would have slammed into his life. But she had. Like a tornado, whipping around, lifting everything up, churning it around and then dropping it back down in a chaotic jumble. She’d been unexpected. Unbelievable. And as sexy as hell.
    If his body weren’t still throbbing with the after-effects ofthe mind-blowing interlude on the back seat of his car he’d never have believed it had happened. But the ever present image of her writhing on top of him, rocking back and forth, biting on her lip and moaning told him it had been all too real. He might not wish to experience a day like today ever again, but he had every intention of experiencing her again.
    Will ground his teeth and tried to drag his aching body back under control.
    How in God’s name was he going to be able to wait until Saturday? In fact why was he waiting until Saturday? Why on earth wasn’t he taking her out for dinner tomorrow? So he’d arranged to have a drink with Alex, but he could easily postpone it. He was pretty sure that Alex, himself totally besotted with his fiancée, would understand. There was no need to suffer this agony any longer than was necessary.
    He levered himself to his feet to retrieve his phone from his desk where he’d emptied his pockets earlier and then stopped, frowned and fell back down, his blood turning to ice.
    What on earth did he think he was doing?
    Since when had he contemplated ditching a friend for a woman? And since when had he brought forward a date because he couldn’t wait? Where had his self-control gone? And more disturbingly, where had the idea that he might be besotted with Bella come from? He couldn’t be besotted with her. He’d only just met her. Besides he didn’t get besotted. Ever.
    Will let out a growl of frustration. He’d wait until Saturday because he had to. Because that was the plan. Because he wasn’t besotted. And because he had gallons of self-control. Somewhere.
    The sound of his mobile ringing jerked him out of his thoughts and he jumped to his feet and snatched it up before he could analyse the sharp stab of hope that it might be Alex cancelling. ‘Hello?’
    ‘Will?’
    At the sound of Bella’s voice on the other end of the line, Will’s pulse leapt and his blood began to simmer as the desire gripping his insides intensified.
    Maybe she didn’t want to wait either. Maybe she was as much at the mercy of this as he was. In fact, now he’d dealt with the havoc Caroline had wreaked on her finances, maybe he could invite her round right now. Or head over to hers. He wasn’t fussy. Just weirdly desperate to see her again. ‘Who else?’ he said, reining in his raging libido and telling himself to cool it.
    ‘Of course.’ He could hear the smile in her voice and his stomach flipped.
    ‘What can I do for you?’ he said, and rather hoped she was going to tell him exactly what he could do for, and to, her.
    He heard her take a deep breath. Imagined her running a hand through her hair. Imagined running his hands through it again and felt his pulse spike.
    ‘I’m calling to cancel our date.’
    And then it slowed right down. All the heat and desire dwindled away and Will went strangely cold. What? Why would she want to cancel their