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Chapter List
- 1-Dancing
- 2-Chapter 2
- 3-Dreaming
- 4-Existing
- 5-Battling
- 6-Union
- 7-Tearing
- 8-Reunion
- 5
- 6
- 7
Chapter
6:

Summary:
And finally�those of you who have been in for the long haul get your erotic
payoff! Not too explicit actually, somehow that wouldn�t be appropriate for
our favourite couple, but steamy and suggestive enough�

***

The
day before she was due to fly out to Peru, Lara was more restless than she had
ever been. Ever since her confrontation with Hillary in the training room, she
had remained keyed up and confused about her feelings. She kept thinking back to
how she felt when she was crushed beneath him; how good it felt to have his body
pressed against hers and how she�d wished that they could stay that way
forever. She knew that he found her attractive, and that his sudden burst of
dominance when he had pinned her to the floor was his way of hiding his own
arousal at her presence. She also knew exactly why he had refused to discuss the
changing dynamic in their relationship; it wasn�t his place.

Well,
bugger what he thought his place was. She was off to Peru tomorrow for God knew
how long, and she didn�t want this�thing�whatever it was, hanging
over her head, distracting her from her mission. She resolved to have it out
with Hillary before she left in the morning.

The
afternoon was hot and muggy, and Lara could feel the humidity in the air like a
warm blanket. As she descended to the lower levels of the Manor, she felt the
temperature drop to a more manageable cool, and was immediately soothed. She had
arranged to meet Hillary in the cellar, to carry out the last checks of the
equipment that she needed to take with her to Peru. She intended to travel light
but defensively, with the bare minimum of supplies, a first aid kit and a pair
of pistols. As she descended the steps to thelar lar where the equipment was
being kept, she had the advantage over Hillary, who was bent over her rucksack
on the ancient worktable. Lara took a moment to admire Hillary�s broad back in
the beautifully cut tailcoat and to fantasise about touching the exposed nape of
his neck as he busied himself with the contents of the rucksack. In the far
corner of the room lay an old settee, so covered with cobwebs that its Axminster
pattern could barely be distinguished. Overspill from the wine cellar in the
next cavernous room lay stacked neatly in wooden racks on the right hand wall
and the dust over the candelabra bulbs gave the room a cosier glow than it
deserved (rumour had it that after the invention of electricity the fourth Lord
Croft had had the electric candelabra installed so that he could seduce his
wife�s maidservants in the cellar under new-fangled electric light).

�Is
everything ready?� She asked Hillary from her vantage point on the stairs.

Hillary
started at her voice, as if he had been lost in some private reverie. �Yes, my
Lady, everything is as it should He He turned away from the table to face
her as she walked across the room to the table. The hazy light of the candelabra
softened the contours of his face and cast a warm glow over his skin. Lara took
a deep breath and joined him by the table.

Checking
the straps of the rucksack, Lara picked up the two pistols and checked the
chambers. Finding everything was in its place, she took hold of the neatly folded
map that had been put in the front pocket of the rucksack and frowned in
concentration. �So this is where the helicopter is setting me down,
give or take a few miles,� she said, pointing to a region of the map. �And there
is where I need to get to on foot.� She felt Hillary looking over her left
shoulder, and shivered at the sensation of his breath on her neck.
Self-consciously, she draped her long ebony plait over the other shoulder so
that her neck was further revealed to him.

�Do
you see the amount of woodland I�ll have to get through between those two
places?� Lara murmurenly nly half-concentrating on the map. Hillary moved a
little closer so that he could see more clearly.

�You�ll
have a pretty hard time getting through that, Lara, it�s not woodland, it�s
solid rock,� Hillary corrected with a smile.

�Are
you sure?� Lara asked, knowing he was right.

�I
think you�re right,� Lara replied softly. She looked up at Hillary, who was
still pointing somewhat redundantly at the map. �As you are about so many
things.� Turning slightly, so that she faced him, she looked up into his eyes.
Darkened by the soft glow of the candelabra, they looked like two emerald pools
flecked with amber. And Hillary�s pupils weren�t just dilated because of the
dim light. He cleared his throat and made to step away from her, but she placed
a hand on his arm.

�Did
you mean it when you said you thought I was out of shape?� Lara asked him
softly. She moved her hand a little further up his arm.

�Well�um�you
haeen een a little�overindulgent lately,� Hillary stammered, unnerved by
Lara�s closeness.

�Really?�
Lara asked, her voice little more than a husky whisper. �And how would it make
you feel if I overindulged a bit more?� Her insistent fingers worked their way
up to Hillary�suldeulder. �How would it make you feel if I felt the need to
sate myself totally?� Gently, she began to caress the back of Hillary�s
neck, stroking his short hair and feeling the familiar shudder down the back of
her own.

�Lara�please��
Hillary said weakly as her cool fingers stroked and caressed.

�Tell
me how you would feel,� Lara repeated, drawing closer to Hillary. Her other
hand rested lightly against his chest and gently found its way under his
tailcoat.
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