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Authors: Jackie Collins
Goddess of Vengeance (56 page)
This could not happen, so silence ruled.
Denver loved Bobby so much. She’d even attended a few of
his
family events, and managed to forge a warm relationship with Lucky – who was not as intimidating as she’d imagined. She also adored Lennie, who was so smart and acerbic in a delightfully clever way. And she and Max were warming up toward each other slowly but surely.
All in all Denver felt nothing but positive thoughts about her future with Bobby.
* * *
Things were going so well that Bobby had a plan. He’d pulled off buying a house and moving into it with Denver, and now he was thinking he wanted more. Denver was so damn special. Beautiful, smart, sexy, his best friend. What more could he look for in a woman?
He wanted to ask her to marry him, but instinctively he had a feeling she’d turn him down. It had taken him forever to get her to move into a house with him – marriage could send her running.
Or not.
He didn’t know.
Help was needed, so he secretly met up with her best friend, Carolyn, who was now part of an extremely content lesbian couple, and asked her advice. Carolyn’s advice was sound. ‘Do not rush her,’ she said. ‘When the time is right for both of you, you’ll know it.’
In the meantime Bobby went to Tiffany’s to purchase a seven-carat engagement ring which Denver would probably think was way too flashy. But what the hell – it was his prerogative to spoil her.
He put the ring away, and waited patiently for the right time.
* * *
Lucky Santangelo Golden and Lennie Golden. True soulmates. Who said marriages in Hollywood didn’t last?
They dealt with the Max/Billy situation in the only way they knew how, and that was with understanding, love and a non-judgemental attitude.
The South of France trip turned out to be exactly what everyone needed. They stayed with French friends in a magnificent villa above Cannes, and Max hit it off with the son of the family, a twenty-two-year-old aspiring screenwriter. Nothing serious, just fun. Lucky realized that’s exactly what Max needed right now, some mindless fun.
Meanwhile, Lennie had plans of his own. ‘We’re driving to Saint Tropez for the day,’ he informed his wife. ‘Just you and I.’
‘Let’s go,’ Lucky said, for she knew exactly what he had in mind.
And so it was that they relived the first time they’d made love. They went to the same beach and swam out to the same raft. Making love on it was just as amazing – if not better – than the first time.
Lucky still revelled in Lennie’s touch. The excitement between them was still as passionate and intense. But everything had to come to a crashing halt when a couple of kids swam toward the raft and hauled themselves aboard.
Giggling as if they were teenagers themselves, Lucky and Lennie took off, plunging in the sea and swimming back to shore, where they collapsed on the sand still giggling hysterically.
‘Love you,’ Lennie muttered, when they calmed down.
‘I know,’ Lucky replied, her black-as-night eyes gazing into his.
They were two people who had found each other, and nothing and no one would ever split them apart.
Two reckless, passionate people, filled with sensual zest and a hearty thirst for living that would take them wherever they wished to go.
Lucky and Lennie. Two of a kind.
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