– something she’d never even suspected existed. And what next, what would Matthew do with her once they got to his home in Italy ? He had virtually kidnapped her, she reminded herself – and his reasons for doing so were purely selfish.
Gina re-ran the events of the afternoon in her head. Particularly the time spent in his bed – despite being tied to it, that had been glorious. Perhaps, given how he was, she should worry about her safety but then he’d said he wouldn’t hurt her. But what about the spanking – if that wasn’t hurting her then what was? It had certainly been painful, she reminded herself wincing? He’d spanked her backside like she was a naughty child! She winced again as she recalled the feel of his fingers and how he’d pinched and slapped her and then the final proof of how his control could hurt he’d denied her the pleasure of climaxing.
He had no qualms about using her body as he thought fit and purely for his pleasure and not hers. He’d made that quite clear and he didn’t do emotion, or so he said, so just what was she to expect from this little interlude in her life? The sad truth was a big fat nothing.
But Matthew must have done emotion once – he’d been in love and got married, if Charlie Spence was to be believed. That was if Charlie had told her the truth? But then he must have done because Kyle Hastings had said as much too.
“Matthew, can we talk?” She asked at last.
“Certainly Gina, what do you want to talk about?”
“Well first I want to say sorry for what I did – stealing from you,” she clarified. “I don’t really know what I was going to do with the information but I wasn’t going to tell Carlotti,” she assured him. “Well at least I don’t think I would have but as you said he is powerful and I might not have had any choice.” They were both well aware that Carlotti would have helped her get even if she’d gone to him.
“That business was everything to my family – particularly to my dad. So you see – when you told me that he’d welcomed your offer I just didn’t believe you.”
“But you do now,” he asked watching her wrestle with this admission.
“Yes, I suppose I do. I don’t think I realised how fed up he was. He never discussed it, you see – and perhaps that was the real problem,” she smiled up at him. “Also it’s important that you forgive me and then perhaps we can move on from this.”
“Certainly Gina, in that case you are forgiven,” he said brushing her lips lightly with his own.
This action stirred the electricity between them again.
“Matthew are you married?” She gnawed on her bottom lip and waited for his reply to the most important question of all. She was desperate for him to reassure her - to find her question stupid and berate her for thinking it in the first place. But the wait was becoming uncomfortably long and she could see a muscle twitch high up on his cheek as he considered it.
“Why, do I look and behave as if I’m married?” He answered finally taking hold of her hand and kissing it. “Who’s put this idea in your head?”
“Just people and general gossip,” she replied as casually as she could. “But please don’t dodge the question, Matthew. It was straightforward enough,” she insisted. “A simple yes or no will do.”
His eyes darkened and narrowed at her tone.
“Whether I’m married or not is no concern of yours, Gina,” he insisted. “But if this is about feeling guilty about what we did before, then, in that case, no I’m not married.”
At times he could b e so exasperating, she sighed. T his wasn’t getting her anywhere - he was still being cagey. “So, are you really not married or are you just not married while you’re having sex with me? Which is it then?”
He’d resisted giving her a straight