When love comes knocking

t all Bobby said was" I'l

no need"

es, each one piercing her with excitement. Shocked, she managed a pale smile in

d"why don't you both come and wat

ht it wasn't so much

him. "I'm surprised you're not wat

t you'd want every chance to show off that pretty dress.

dy. Not that there was anything sensuous about that inspection; she'd been the

of some careful plan. Telling herself n

where she looked she met glances, some convert, some very open,

he didn't stop. When a waiter appeared

but Miya said

n" he said, and gave the waiter an order for two

idn't want anything alcoholic his lips curve

women. He knew too much, she thought in rare confusi

height or his dominant features and a mouth hinting at vast expertise that turned her bones

o flutes of champagne and a tall glass containing a concoction

y, irritated to discover it

imated conversation. Niggled by uncomfortable tension, Miya looked d

he asked to fill i

he black" he said,

o fit it's muscles were almost bursting through the

form. There's always the chance of a mishap

spite of herself Miya was caught up in the moment, clapping excitedly and turning to Bobby when it

he looked down at her, and the joyful

ok away, but that enigmatic grey gaz

a mob of laughing, chattering friends as we

d-shakes from the men and kisses from a variety of women. She felt oddly alone, disconnected from the brightly

that matters you've been alone all your life. And you gave up

he wasn't likely to see m

hand, drawing her to him as he said" come with me. I

in a low, angry voice"I'm suppos

ing to be in every photograph" I

nt's hesitation she gave in, allowing herself to be escorted through the

e advised with an edge of cynicism in his deep voice "that's al

e as she tossed off a reply. "I'll have you know I have to suffer to get

voice was bland when he said" from a spectator's viewpoint,

o levels, one with words, the other with the subtle shift o

r. Reluctantly Miya had to admire the way he dealt with the journalis

onour. Miya watched them stride out with matching masculine grace, the sun

half-humorous, the trainer ech

cation. Until then she'd been stumbling along like any green girl, b

eyes?" She enquired, smili

he makes up his mind it's damned hard to change it. And he's ho

horse? Or a man?" She returned

smiled at her"one of the best" he agreed, ste

d" right,

ly to have a photographer

e scooped her against his lean body and held her, smiling down into her startled eyes an

felt herself stiffen. The chatter of crowd dulled;

ed quietly, the ha

w's lik

u're besotted". And when she responded with a haughty glare he be