'I have a room booked at the Airport Hilton Hotel,' Collins breathed in her ear. 'Come with me after the wedding is over... We can be together.'

A hotel room... Jasmine's emotional recoil was instant.

No!

It would make her feel like a call girl, visiting a totally impersonal room for sex, and an airport hotel hammered home how fleeting that visit would be. Yet she could not bear not to have him for as long as she could.

'I'm not going to a hotel with you, Collins' she said.

He frowned. 'Why not?'

'Because I said so. We can go some other place... Like... My apartment,' she swiftly countered,...