Free Bound by Their Love by Nicole Flockton Page A

perfect.’
    He gathered her close and headed down the street toward the restaurant. Nothing was going to spoil their evening. Nothing at all.
    Greta couldn’t contain her excitement. She had no idea where they were heading, she only hoped it wasn’t too far away. Her shoes were beautiful but were definitely not made for walking. She’d seen the look of appreciation cross Jeff’s face when he had seen them.
    She had spent the better part of an hour looking for the shoes she’d worn in Broome, until remembering she’d left them behind. She hadn’t wanted to be reminded of her time with Jeff. Now she wished she hadn’t been so childish. She’d loved those shoes.
    â€˜Here we are.’
    Greta took in her surroundings; there were still people walking around, but not too many. It was midweek and most people didn’t hang around in the city after they’d finished work. She lived on the edge of the central business district. The serviced apartment worked perfectly for her needs.
    â€˜Have you been here before?’ she asked. They stepped through the building’s glass doors and walked to the lifts, which would whisk them up to the top floor to the revolving restaurant.
    â€˜A very long time ago. I understand it’s been updated a bit.’
    â€˜Yes it has, there’s a lounge bar now.’
    â€˜I’ll be interested to see what it looks like.’
    â€˜The view hasn’t changed too much. Just some areas are a little more blocked with taller buildings being constructed.’
    Jeff ushered her into the lift. She hesitated fractionally. Memories of being stuck still fresh in her mind.
    â€˜Don’t worry,’ Jeff whispered in her ear as he steered her into the empty cart. ‘I’ll keep you safe.’
    Goose flesh broke out over her skin at the feather touch of his lips on her ear. ‘That’s good to know.’
    She tried to sound nonchalant, as if his touch wasn’t causing her body to short-circuit. On her way to meeting him, she’d been determined to hold him at arm’s-length. He was a client. If it got back to her father that she and Jeff had slept together before she’d been awarded the account, he would have no doubt that she hadn’t earned the account fairly and had only got it because of her previous involvement with Jeff.
    â€˜Did I get the account because we’d slept together?’ She hadn’t meant to voice her thoughts but the words vomited out of her.
    In the confines of the lift she had nowhere to hide from him. His body tensed and his gaze blazed hot with anger, whereas only moments ago his eyes had been fiery with passion.
    â€˜Do you really believe that? Do you think I’d jeopardise the best damn collection of my life on a couple of hours we shared in bed?’
    Greta took a step back, as if she’d been struck. The vehemence with which he’d fired the words at her gave her the formidable man he could be if crossed. She wished she could snatch the words back.
    â€˜No. No, I don’t believe that. It was just; I don’t know. I started thinking and …’ her voice trailed off.
    â€˜Angel, I’m sorry for getting angry.’ Jeff pulled her into his arms and placed a soft kiss on her hair. ‘You blew me away with your presentation. Luc needed a little convincing. In the end he could see your ideas were only going to showcase both the hotel and my jewellery.’ He pulled her away from him so she had no option other than to look at him. ‘Besides, yours really was the best presentation. I was beginning to give up hope we’d find anything worthwhile.’
    The lift doors opened, halting their conversation. They were greeted and shown to their table. Situated by the window, it gave them a spectacular view. She could see the ocean to the west. The setting sun’s last rays cast a golden glow over the city, reminding her she lived in a beautiful