Flame of Diablo (35 page)

that our wedding will take place the

following day, because that is when I

intend to begin our honeymoon whether

we are married or not.'

'I'm afraid she'll be cross with us,'

Rachel said dreamily. 'My trousseau

isn't ready yet.'

He gave her a sardonic grin. 'Your

clothes don't really interest me,
querida,

although the lack of them does. I'll take

you to Rio for the first few days and buy

you what you need there. Then we'll go

on

to

England

and

visit

your

grandfather.'

'And afterwards?'

'Afterwards we come home.' His arms

tightened around her. 'My country is very

different from yours,
querida.
Will you

be able to look on it as your home

eventually?'

She slid her arms up round his neck,

drawing him down to her. Vitas was

taking her to England, though it would

not be her that her grandfather would be

waiting impatiently to see, she knew, but

Mark. Yet that no longer had the power

to hurt her.

'Home, my darling, is wherever you are,'

she told him softly, and kissed him.

• CHAPTER ONE
  
• CHAPTER TWO
  
• CHAPTER THREE
  
• CHAPTER FOUR
  
• CHAPTER FIVE
  
• CHAPTER SIX
  
• CHAPTER SEVEN
  
• CHAPTER EIGHT
  
• CHAPTER NINE
  
• CHAPTER TEN