Too Wise To Wed?

Immediately her defensive reflexes, honed over the years until they were needle-sharp, sprang into action, her spine straightening, her head lifting, her eyes flashing a fierce message of warning and pride as she stepped back from him and told him icily, with a disdainful shrug, ‘Don’t be. After all, I’m hardly missing out on the world’s most exciting sexual experience, am I? You aren’t the only man to feel threatened and emasculated by the strength and honesty of a woman’s sexuality... I suppose I should have realised what kind of man you were when you tried to hide behind that claim that you could only have sex with someone you “lurved”,’ she taunted him mockingly. ‘It’s the classic get-out for men like you, isn’t it...?’

She gave him a falsely compassionate smile and touched him contemptuously on the arm as she added, ‘We can’t all be the same, of course. But it must be hard, I know, for a man to admit that he’s only got a very low sex drive. Thanks for warning me about yours before things went any further. There’s nothing more disappointing for a normal, healthy, sexually motivated woman than a man who can’t...whose libido doesn’t match hers...’

Before she turned away from him and swept into her room Star paused to look tauntingly into his eyes, but, to her surprise, instead of betraying the chagrin and anger she had expected—after all, no man could endure having his masculinity, his sexuality called into question, especially by a woman—he was just standing watching her steadily.

The man was an idiot...a total blockhead. Star was still fuming half an hour later as she slipped between the cool, fresh sheets of her hotel bed. He had to be to have behaved the way he had.