Carole Mortimer - To Mend A Marriage

She looked to Nick, as he sat beside her on the sofa, to make a suitable reply to the question.

‘As I recall,’ John put in teasingly, brown eyes twinkling merrily, ‘the two of you never went away on honeymoon!’

Because in their case there had been no reason for one! They had married in the morning, with Nick returning to work in his office in the afternoon while Gemini moved her things into the house. It had been efficiently, if not romantically, carried out!

‘Nick was far too busy to spare the time,’ Gemini dismissed lightly.

‘Not too busy for a honeymoon, surely?’ Mary said affectionately.

What was wrong with everyone this weekend? Gemini wondered irritably. Suddenly, it seemed to her, their private life had come under the spotlight. And she wasn’t at all comfortable with it.

‘Every day is a honeymoon for us, isn’t it, Gemini?’ Nick murmured huskily, reaching across to grasp her hand in his.

A little too painfully, it seemed to Gemini! ‘It certainly is,’ she murmured lightly, turning her own hand so that she might clasp his in return—at the same time briefly digging one of her nails into his palm!

But to give him his due, apart from a slight flicker of his eyes, he didn’t show any reaction to the move. In fact, his hand tightened about hers, lightly crushing her fingers.

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