here.’
‘Down where?’
He leant right over as far as he dared, finally spotting her clinging to the cliff a few metres down under the ledge. No, not to the cliff but to a bush that was growing out of a crevice in the rock face—a rather straggly-looking bush.
Hopefully, the roots were tenacious.
‘Have you got a foothold?’ he called out to her.
‘A bit of a one. But I think this bush is coming loose. Oh, God, yes, it is. Do something, Nick.’
Nick knew she was too far down for him to reach. He needed something long that she could get hold of. But what?
Panic turned his head to mush for a moment.
‘Think, man,’ he muttered to himself.
The umbrella in the pool. It was quite large and its supporting pole was long.
‘Hold on, Sarah, I have an idea.’
Adrenaline had him leaping back up and into the pool with the agility of a monkey. He grabbed the umbrella, yanked it down, then jumped back with it to the ledge below.
‘Here,’ he said, and stretched it out towards her. ‘Grab this.’
She did so.
‘Hold on tight,’ he ordered.
Her weight surprised him at first. But he felt strong, stronger than he’d ever felt. And then she was there, in his arms, weeping and shaking with shock.
Nick held her close, his lips buried in her wet hair, his eyes tightly shut.
‘It’s all right,’ he said thickly. ‘I have you now. You’re safe.’
‘Oh, Nick,’ Sarah cried. ‘I…I thought I was going to die.’
Nick held her even tighter. He’d thought she had died. And it was the most defining moment in his life. He knew now what Jim had felt at that hospital. Because as much as Jim loved Flora, he loved Sarah. Oh, yes, he loved her. There was no longer any doubt in his mind.
But did that make any difference? Wouldn’t she still be better off if he let her go?
He just didn’t know any more.
‘I…I can’t stop sh-shaking,’ she said, her teeth chattering.
‘You’re in shock,’ he told her. ‘What you need is a warm bath, and a hot cup of tea with lots of sugar in it. But first, I have to get you up out of here. Very, very carefully.’
Sarah couldn’t stop thinking about the moment she’d fallen off that ledge. Couldn’t stop reliving the fear, and the split-second realisation that her life was about to be over.
It made one reassess things, facing death like that. Made one see what was important, and what wasn’t. Made one more prepared to take a risk or two.
‘Here’s the tea,’ Nick said as he came into the bathroom.
Sarah was lying back in a very deep, deliciously warm bath, her pink bikini still on. Nick, however, was still naked.
‘Do you think you could put something on?’ she said to him when he handed her the tea. Sarah knew she would find it difficult to talk to a naked Nick.
And she did want to talk to him. Sensibly and truthfully.
Nick pulled a towel off a nearby rail and tied it around his hips.
‘This do?’ he asked her.
‘Yes, thank you. No, please don’t leave. I…I have something I want to say to you.’
Nick crossed his arms and leant against the far wall whilst Sarah lifted the mug to her lips and swallowed, grimacing at the excessive sweetness. Finally, she put the mug down and locked eyes with him.
‘I’ve decided I don’t want to go home tomorrow.’
His eyes flickered momentarily. ‘And why’s that, Sarah?’
‘I love you, Nick. I’ve always loved you. You were quite right about why I came here with you. I had this romantic dream that if we spent quality time together, you would discover that you loved me back. And then there was the ultimate fantasy of your asking me to marry you.’
Now he did move, his arms uncrossing as he levered himself away from the wall, his high forehead drawing into a frown. ‘Sarah, I—’
‘No, no, let me finish, please, Nick.’
‘Very well.’
‘You may have been right about my reasons for coming here with you. But you were wrong when you accused me of using sex to try to get what I wanted. Not once have I said yes to you sexually with that agenda in mind. I love it when you make love to me. I’ve never experienced anything like it before in my life. I can’t describe how I feel when you’re inside me. I don’t want to walk away from that pleasure, Nick. So if you still want me, I’d like to stay. I…I promise I won’t put on any more insanely jealous turns. I just want to be with you, Nick,’ she finished, a huge lump having formed in her throat during her brave little speech. ‘Please…I…’
When her eyes filled with tears, Nick couldn’t stand it any longer. How could his sending her away be the best thing for her? Or him? Seeing her like this was killing him.
‘Don’t cry,’ he choked out as he fell to his knees by the bath. ‘Please don’t cry.’
‘I’m sorry,’ she sobbed. ‘It’s just…I…I love you so much.’
His hands reached out to cup her lovely face. ‘And I love you, my darling.’
She gasped, her eyes widening.
‘I knew it tonight when I thought I’d lost you. I love you, Sarah. And I do want to marry you.’
Her eyes carried shock, and scepticism. ‘You…you don’t mean that. You can’t. You always said…’
‘I know what I always said. I thought I wasn’t good enough for you.’
‘Oh, Nick. That’s just so not true.’
‘Yes, it is,’ he insisted. ‘But if you will trust me with your life I vow that I will do my best never to hurt you, or let you or your father down. I will be faithful only to you. I will love you and protect you. And I will love and protect our children.’
Her already shocked eyes rounded further. ‘You’re prepared to have children?’
‘I’ll have your children, my darling, because I know that any shortcomings I have as a father will be more than made up for by your brilliance as a mother.’
‘You…you shouldn’t say such sweet things to me,’ she cried.
‘Why
