those two military types in the hotel bar might be.”
Quickly stubbing out her cigarette, she leaned towards him. “Then please be kind enough to tell me, James.”
His eyes flickered to the generous amount of cleavage her posture was revealing, and he laughed. “Are we suddenly such good friends that we should be swapping secrets? As I recall, I was never much more than an acquaintance the last time you were here. And you certainly didn’t go out of your way to seek my company at the social events we both attended. In fact, I seem to recall the one time I propositioned you, you laughed in my face. You may have been too drunk to remember it.”
“But… but I haven’t got any money.” Penny was embarrassed again, more because of her penury than by the fact he was right that she did not remember.
“I didn’t say I wanted any.”
Penny finally recognised the gleam that had been in Macdonald’s eye since she had entered the room for what it was. A little shiver ran through her as his gaze roved over the twin swells of her breasts. She drew back and drained her coffee cup to hide the sudden increase in her nervousness.
“Well?” Macdonald said.
“Well what?” She avoided meeting his eye.
“How badly do you want the information, Penelope?”
Penny swallowed. “I… I….” She wanted it very badly. She had to have it. She looked up and felt the colour rush to her cheeks. “What do you want?” The words did not come out as the challenge she had intended but as a hoarse croak.
“Oh, I want it all, Penelope! Everything you flaunted under my nose and the rest of the garrison’s for all the years you spent here.” He grinned at the sudden widening of her blue eyes. “You enjoyed being a flirt, didn’t you? You loved all the teasing and outrageous behaviour; always dancing too close to whoever your partner was, always making sure your gown was cut a little lower and more revealing than the others.
The women all hated you for it, you know? The men did too, eventually.
There’s nothing more annoying than a little tease who never delivers.”
“I… I was very young then,” Penny said, cringing inwardly at his reminder of her vulgar behaviour. “I’m not the same person now. I…
I’ve grown up a lot since.”
“So you have,” Macdonald agreed, leering at the rapid rise and fall of her breasts. “But you’re still a damned handsome woman, Penelope, and I’d like to see a bit more of you.” His grin broadened. “In fact, a great deal more, if you expect my help.”
Penny shuddered and groped a hand towards her cigarette case.
“No! You can smoke afterwards if you want to,” Macdonald snapped.
She gulped. “Afterwards?”
“It’s a little late to play the innocent. You know exactly what I’m talking about. You can begin by taking your clothes off.”
“But….” Penny was in a corner and he knew it. If she wanted to stand any chance of getting the girls back before it was too late, she had no choice but to do whatever he told her to. A shiver ran down the insides of her thighs. Slowly, she raised a hand to the buttons on the front of her calico jacket.
“Stand up first,” Macdonald ordered. He still seemed a little breathless. His face was flushed and she could see beads of sweat on his forehead. If both his hands were not resting on the table she would have sworn... Penny cut off the thought with another shiver and saw the expectant look he was giving her. She opened her mouth to make a last plea to his decency, and then closed it again. The fact that she was on her feet with her fingers on her buttons showed how far she was willing to go, to Macdonald as well as herself. Gnawing her lower lip, she unfastened her jacket.
He gave another of his grunts as she freed the last button, hesitantly slid the garment from her shoulders and hung it on the back of her chair.
His noises had seemed odd before, but now they sounded positively obscene as he forced Penny to strip while he