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Her breath had quickened almost imperceptibly, her pupils had dilated and her posture had changed to be ever so slightly challenging. She was no shrinking violet, he was confident of that. And his plan tonight was to trap her again. Well and truly. No escape. No mercy. And then he planned to make her come so many times that she had to beg him to stop.

"Coo-eee. Hello," called a voice, breaking Daniel's thoughts.

"Kimberley, Hi." Daniel wiped away the beads of sweat from his forehead and grabbed another swig from his bottle of water.

"I've just popped in to see my horses. No Tom today?" she added.

Daniel looked up to the top of the haystack they were making, where Tom had been catching hay bales just seconds before.

"He's around somewhere."

"Right," replied Kimberley.

"Well. Help yourself. You know where everything is," added Daniel.

Kimberley nodded and set off towards the stable yard.


Daniel walked into the tack room to find Tom desperately trying to brush hay out of his sandy hair with a body brush.

"What in Heaven's name are you doing?" asked Daniel.

"Nothing," replied Tom sheepishly, accidentally dropping the brush through his fumbling fingers. Bending down to retrieve it, Tom heard her voice and momentarily froze.

"Daniel, I don't think... oh ... Tom."

Tom inhaled a sharp breath. Was it his imagination or did Kimberley's voice soften when she spoke his name? Definitely his imagination. Slowly, Tom stood. He saw her petite feet in strappy sandals, followed by legs. Perfect legs that went up and up and ... met a short brown suede skirt balanced over small hips, a narrow waist, a white cotton shirt, the swell of her breasts, a smooth neck, full lips, sparkling eyes, honey blonde hair. Sheer perfection. Tom gazed down at her. Kimberley said nothing.

"You don't think ... what?" prompted Daniel.

"Oh. Ummm. No. Don't worry," replied Kimberley, delicately shaking her head. "I've just remembered I've got an appointment. I need to go. Sorry. Bye." Daniel watched Kimberley depart and then turned to face a dazed Tom.

"Unbelievable," said Daniel, shaking his head.

"Yeah," said Tom, exhaling slowly. "No kidding."

"Not her. You two."

"What d'ya mean?"

"Oh, come on. How long are you going to let this go on for? Just get on with it. Grab her hand and take her for a roll in the hay, or something. I know when to make myself scarce."

"Not that simple."

Daniel raised an eyebrow. "Why?"

"I'm working as a groom, for God's sake. And her parents have yachts and land and more money than you can shake a stick at. We come from completely different backgrounds. Different ways of life."

"Money means nothing."

"Only somebody who has a shit load of it themselves can get away with saying that."

"It's all just excuses, mate. When it comes down to the crunch; money, land, status. They all mean zilch. Zip. Nada. You're worth more than all Kimberley's parents' possessions rolled up. So, now that's dealt with, you can tell me. What's the real reason?" asked Daniel, cutting to the chase. Tom's face dropped.

"I couldn't deal with her turning me down, man," mumbled Tom.

"Not gonna to happen. Trust me. She's absolutely crazy about you," said Daniel quietly.

"Don't be ridiculous," snapped Tom. "She's just being kind."

"Kind??" retorted Daniel, an incredulous tone in his voice.

"We haven't all got women drooling after us wherever we go, you know. We're not all famous and successful and loaded," said Tom with a raised voice, shaken out of his habitual cool. "We don't all have the confidence to pick up women over a party game, in front of a roomful of people. And we haven't all got the strength to deal with the pain when we get rejected. I'm not like you Daniel. I wish I was, I truly do. But I'm not."

"Tom, look I didn't mean..."

"I don't want to talk about this again, OK," said Tom, striding out into the sunshine. "I'm taking an early lunch."


Despite a long soak in a warm bubble bath, Emma's muscles remained knotted and tense.

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