His Cinderella Mistress. Carole Mortimer
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He glanced at his watch again. She was fifteen minutes late now—
‘Er—sir? Mr Golding, isn’t it?’
He turned to scowl in acknowledgement as the receptionist called hesitantly across to him.
‘I believe there’s a telephone call for you.’ She pointed to the telephone at the end of the desk, the flashing light indicating the call.
Probably Jude, checking up on progress, Max realized frowningly as he moved to take the call. Just what he needed at this precise moment!
‘Yes?’ he snapped into the receiver.
‘Max?’ January returned uncertainly.
He willed himself to relax, not to show how angry he was—and failed miserably. ‘Where the hell are you?’ he rasped; the fact that she was telephoning him at all meant that she wasn’t on her way here—or, in fact, intending to be!
‘Well, at the moment I’m at home—’
‘You should be here!’ he snapped, his hand tightly gripping the receiver.
‘But until a short time ago I was sitting in my car in a ditch,’ January continued, determined. ‘Max, I’m sorry,’ she added huskily.
‘I really am. I set out in plenty of time to get there at twelve-thirty, but the car skidded on some ice, I lost control, and—well, I ended up in the ditch. I telephoned as soon as I could—’
‘Are you hurt?’ Max cut in sharply, furious with himself now for having lost his temper with her initially. If she were hurt—! That possibility didn’t bear thinking about!
‘Just a little bump on the head,’ January dismissed. ‘But the car is probably a write-off—’
‘Forget the car,’ he cut in. ‘It’s easily replaceable. You aren’t.’
‘Well it might be easily replaceable to you.’ She laughed ruefully. ‘I’m not in such a healthy financial position, I’m afraid. But never mind that,’ she changed the subject. ‘There is no way I’m going to make it for lunch now, so could we make it dinner this evening, instead? March says she doesn’t need her car this evening, so I can borrow that. As long as I promise not to put that in a ditch, too,’ she added dryly.
Max’s head was still full of horrifying visions of the first time she had landed in a ditch, at how nearly he had lost her, when he had only just found her!
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