spins until her head ached, and her neck felt as if it was going to break. But it was delicious, every minute of it.
âOh, I wish I was up there with them!â she breathed, her eyes bright with challenge and sheer joy.
King looked down at her from his superior height with narrowed eyes. âYouâre full of surprises,â he said absently. âNot the tame little lamb you appear to be, are you, Shelby? That part of youâs an act, and Danny doesnât even realize it.â
âAn act?â she echoed blankly, looking up at him.
âYouâre a passionate woman,â he said flatly. âYour eyes are full of it. Your mouthâ¦â His eyes dropped to it, tracing its softness. âYou keep the passion well hidden, but itâs there, all the same.â
She blushed, turning away. She didnât even answer him.
âEmbarrassed?â he asked, moving closer to where they stood at the fence around the airport apron. âWhy?â
âIâ¦I wish you wouldnâtâ¦.â
âYou run every time I mention intimate relationships,â he said quietly. âThe last time, you ran away in the middle of the night and had the whole household in an uproar worrying about you.â
She blushed even more, and her fingers clenched inward until the knuckles turned white. âWhat yousaid about me that nightâ¦it wasnât true!â she whispered.
âI donât remember saying anything about you,â he replied frankly. âI invited you into my bed, you said ânoâ, and I left you standing on the stairs.â
Her eyes closed on the memory. Heâd looked at her that night as if sheâd been a slave girl on auction, his eyes insolent and calculating. She hadnât dared tell Danny what happened. After all, King was the brother he worshipped. She couldnât tear down that image. But it was what King had said that hurt the mostââYour mother wouldnât have said no,â heâd taunted sarcastically. âYou wonât fool me with that virginal act, either, Shelby. Iâll bet youâve given out a dozen times before tonight, so why not me?â
But sheâd refused him, and heâd never know how it had cut her, thatcold-blooded proposition heâd made without even touching her. She could still almost hate him for it.
There was a long, tight silence between them. âAnything could have happened to you that night, alone on the highway after midnight,â he said in a voice she didnât recognize. âMy God, how could you have been so stupid, Shelby?â
âI only wanted to get away from you,â she said in a low voice. âIâd have walked through hell to get away from you that night.â
A shadow passed across his face, but he didnât answer her. He threw his half-smoked cigarette to the ground and crushed it under the heel of his dress boot. âIâve had enough. Letâs go.â
She followed him back to the car and got in beside him. The sense of comradeship that had lasted between them for such a short time was gone again; this time, perhaps for good.
Four
S helby sat with Danny at lunch, eating barbecue under the Spanish moss beards of the towering live oaks. Across the way, at the table with Jim and Kate Brannt, Mary Kate Culhane was shooting poisonous glances in Shelbyâs direction.
âYouâre not enjoying yourself,â Danny said gently. âDid King start on you again?â
âDid King ever stop?â she asked with soft laughter. âI donât know what possessed me to go with him to the air show, or why he asked me. Weâre like soda and vinegarâ¦.â
âOr fire and wind,â Danny teased. His green eyes probed hers. âGive it a chance, Shelby.â
She frowned. âGive what a chance?â
He looked vaguely uncomfortable and quickly changed the subject. âDid you enjoy the air