Presents, Passion and Proposals: The Billionaire's Christmas Gift / One Christmas Night in Venice / Snowbound with the Millionaire

Beth nodded abruptly as she gave Paddy an absentminded pat on the head before picking up her handbag. ‘I’ll say goodbye to her on my way out.’

Nick frowned as he remained unmoving in the doorway. ‘We haven’t finished our conversation yet, Beth.’

She swallowed hard. ‘There’s nothing else to say.’

Nick crossed the room to stand in front of her. ‘Damn it, Beth, talk to me!’

‘My taxi is waiting—’

‘I instructed the driver to wait until you’re ready to leave,’ Nick told her.

Beth gave a pained frown. ‘I’ve done what you asked me to do and taken care of Bekka while you went to the hospital. I’ve even cooked dinner for both of you. I think the least you can do for me is to let me leave without fuss.’

His mouth firmed. ‘Run away, you mean?’

Beth gasped as the barb struck home. ‘That was uncalled-for, Nick!’

Yes, it had been, he acknowledged self-disgustedly. Uncalled-for and unnecessarily cruel. ‘I don’t want to hurt you, Beth, I just—I want to help you,’ he encouraged gruffly as he reached out and grasped both her hands in his.

She drew in a ragged breath. ‘You can’t help me, Nick. No one can. Now, would you please just let me leave?’ she pleaded emotionally.

Nick could see that she was going to cry. He had managed to make Beth cry when all he’d wanted was to—

What? What did he want from her?

More to the point, what did he possibly have to give a woman like Beth? A woman who had been so hurt by life, by the loss of the husband and parents that she’d loved, that she had decided never to allow emotion into her life again.

As cynical as Nick’s own feelings were towards love, he knew he was the last person—the very last person—to give anyone advice on the subject!

Even so, it was hard to stand back and watch Beth as she left. To know that he had helped cause those unshed tears that glistened on her long dark lashes as she walked away from him…

Chapter Eight

‘NICK…?’ Beth felt the colour drain from her face as she answered the ringing of the doorbell to her apartment the following afternoon and found him standing outside in the hallway. ‘What have you done with Bekka?’ she asked as she realised Nick was alone.

‘Bekka is at home with Mrs Bennett,’ Nick supplied evenly, his grey gaze guarded.

‘She’s better?’

He nodded. ‘And wondering what all the fuss was about.’

‘That’s good.’ Beth nodded, trying not to notice how attractive Nick looked in a black cashmere sweater and black denims, his hair brushed back from the rugged handsomeness of his face. ‘What can I do for you?’ she queried brightly.

‘Inviting me in would be a good place to start…’

Beth gave a pained wince. She’d had plenty of time since yesterday evening to realise how completely she had let herself down during her last conversation with Nick. How much of herself, her vulnerability, she had revealed to him.

She gave a self-conscious grimace. ‘I was feeling a little—emotional yesterday evening. Christmas is always a difficult time of year, isn’t it?’ She attempted a laugh that didn’t quite come off. ‘I hope I didn’t embarrass you too much?’

‘Not at all,’ Nick dismissed smoothly.

‘That’s good.’ Beth nodded. ‘I don’t know what came over me,’ she added awkwardly as Nick continued to look down at her broodingly.

‘Don’t you…?’

‘No,’ she assured him sharply.

‘I really think you should invite me in, Beth,’ Nick added tensely.

‘I—Why?’ Her wariness deepened as the tension surrounding them increased.

Nick gave a derisive smile as he easily sensed that wariness. ‘Because it’s the polite thing to do?’

‘I think it’s a little late to worry about politeness between the two of us, don’t you?’ She hated to imagine what Miss Sheffield would say or do if she knew of the way Beth had spoken to the school’s ‘most influential parent’ this last week!

Nick’s decision to talk to Beth calmly, rationally, completely deserted him now that he was faced with the flesh and blood woman. Most of all the flesh!

She was wearing another overlarge jumper—red today—with fitted jeans, and Nick wanted nothing more than to take all her clothes off and explore the satiny flesh beneath

Beth’s eyes widened in alarm as Nick strode past her into her apartment. ‘I—But—You can’t just come here like this and expect to—’

Obviously he could just come here like this and expect to be allowed in!

Beth almost had to run to keep up with him as he walked forcefully down the hallway into her sitting room, his grey gaze taking in at a glance the sun-yellow walls and terracotta-coloured sofa and chair, and the small decorated Christmas tree in the window, with its half a dozen presents beneath, before he turned those piercing silver eyes on her.

Beth squirmed at the sensual warmth she could see in them. ‘You’re coming here really isn’t a good idea, Nick,’ she muttered desperately.

‘Tell me about it!’ he muttered.

She gave a baffled frown. ‘I don’t understand why you’ve bothered if you already know that…’

‘I’m here because I’m sick and tired of fighting my need to make love to you!’ he snapped.

She gasped at the starkness of Nick’s statement, even as she stared up searchingly into that sensually handsome face. ‘I…’ She moistened suddenly dry lips. ‘You are…?’

‘Oh, yes,’ Nick breathed with feeling.

Beth swallowed hard. ‘And is this how it works? You come here and tell me you need to make love to me, and just expect me to acquiesce?’ Her voice rose indignantly.

‘Well…no. Not quite,’ Nick answered with slow mockery. ‘I’ve always thought of lovemaking as a two-way thing, Beth, and as such I would like you to make love to me too. But I’m happy to offer you any guidance you might need in that area if you feel you’re a little rusty,’ he added dryly.

‘’You’re happy to offer me guidance…’ Beth repeated incredulously. ‘I’m a biology teacher, Nick; I do know how a man’s body works. Plus I was married for three years!’

Nick was only too aware that Beth had been married. To a man she had obviously loved very much. And who had no doubt loved her.

It was a hard act to follow, and not something that Nick particularly relished. He wouldn’t even be contemplating it if he could have stayed away from her…

‘I’ve been honest about what I want, Beth. How about you give me that same honesty?’ he encouraged.