Chapter 45 Sam Stared

• SAM STARED AT Tommy, all her yearning for him mixed with the panicky doubt that this might not be the real thing. His desire for her right now was real. It was burning in his eyes, making her churn with the treacherous excitement that had gripped her earlier this evening. Except she knew now that just having sex with him wouldn’t be enough. She wanted it all…what Miranda had with Nathan…and if Tommy was only wanting to be satisfied on some libido level…
• He took a step towards her, emanating unshakable purpose. It propelled Sam into dashing away from the bed, frantically, instinctively, needing time and space to sort out what was happening. She caught sight of herself in the dressing-table mirror and jerked to a halt, momentarily mesmerised by the reflection of a stranger to her real self—huge eyes smudged with make-up she never normally used, skin unmarred by freckles, sophisticated hairstyle, expensive jewellery, sexy dress.
• “It’s not me!” The words burst out of her painful confusion and gathered a hysterical momentum. She swung to face Tommy, to confront him with the real truth. “You never wanted me before. It’s this…” She lifted her hands and flung them down in a fierce dismissal of how she looked today. “…this get-up!” she finished contemptuously.