Page 140 of The Secrets of the Tea Garden
‘I’ve been hoping for it too,’ Ghulam admitted, kissing her nose.
‘I’ve daydreamed of this since we sat and ate cake on that day you took me out for lunch,’ said Libby. ‘Food can be such an aphrodisiac.’
He chuckled quietly. ‘For me it was seeing you standing in that green satin dress with your hair loose, looking like a starlet.’
‘Really? At the party?’
‘Yes,’ he said. ‘I tried to deny it to myself but I couldn’t get you out of my thoughts after that.’
Libby was astonished. She hadn’t been at all sure of Ghulam’s feelings for her at that point, only that her own had been racing out of control. ‘I’m nothing like a starlet though,’ she said. ‘Not like my pretty cousin Adela.’
‘You are more desirable than a film star,’ he said, pushing hair away from her face and kissing her throat. ‘You are like one of those voluptuous erotic statues on Hindu temples – a goddess.’
Libby stifled a laugh.
‘It’s true.’ He smiled and began to stroke her body again.
Instantly, Libby went weak with longing. She closed her eyes and gave herself up to Ghulam’s lovemaking once more.
