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The Unfaithful Wife
By Lynne Graham

CHAPTER ONE

WITH A Fleeting glance over her shoulder, Leah hurried down the steps and into the wine bar. It was dark and crowded with lunchtime drinkers. She couldn't see Paul. She wasn't tall enough to see past the clumps of business-suited men standing around. A nervous tremor shot through her as she burrowed through the male clusters. She was so terrified of being seen, recognized. It was a relief to espy Paul's golden head in a far comer.
He stood up as she approached, tall, sophisticated and very attractive, and her heart swelled with pride. You're late.' he complained.
'Sorry. I couldn't get away.' short of breath. Leah dropped down on to a seat and couldn't help spinning another glance around in fearful search of a familiar face.
'Stop that. You're on the wrong side of town to be
Leah bent her silver-blonde head, her face flushed and taut. "That man in the comer is staring at me!'
'Most men stare at beautiful women...and you arc exquisitely beautiful, my love.' Paul murmured in u low, intimate tone, reaching for her slender-boned hand. 'It gives me a real kick watching every male head turn when you walk by.'
'Does it?" still unaccustomed to his compliments. Leah looked up at him with a shy uncertainly that was oddly at variance with her designer suit. Her flawless face between the wings of her sleekly swept up silver-blonde hair was rapt, her sapphire-blue eyes bright as the jewels in her ears.
'Why don't we go back lo my apartment?' Paul ran a finger along her full lower lip and smiled smoothly as her skin heated.
Leah stiffened. 'I can't...not yet; you know how I feel.' she muttered in a stifled voice. Fear sprung up inside her as his handsome face turned hard and cold.
'And you know how I feel Mrs. Andreakis, bloody frustrated, if you must know!'
Leah went white. 'Paul, please...'
For all I know, you're just playing a little game with me while your husband's out of town.'
Pain and distress filled her...