So this was what it felt like to be in love! She should have known, she could have known by the unbearable excitement she had felt whenever he had come near her, but that he could turn her inside out and upside down by merely holding her close and kissing her face and lips, she had not known. Her cheeks flamed with the memory of how eagerly she had responded to him. And he had not kissed her out of love. She thought with despair of how he had asked her again what Alec Farne meant to her and how once again she had told him nothing, but she wasn’t sure that he had believed her, even then. Surely, though, he would know that she had never kissed Alec, or anyone else, like that! Even the memory brought a feeling of sheer delight to constrict her breath and to send her blood cavorting round her veins. How strange that Robert Chaddox could do this to her, of all the men she knew. Why, in other circumstances, she might not even have liked him! When she felt more or less normal again, she got out of the car and went inside, trying to feel her usual self and concerned about her father, and all the things that she ordinarily felt.
