Chapter 27
Looking at Cedric I felt as if my world was torn. Cedric or Oliver? That was the only question tearing through my mind. I loved then both. He held me tight in his grasp under the shade of the willow tree. As he held me I wondered if he had ever lied to me as Oliver had; what if he had? How could I believe either of the two men I loved so much? Oliver had never told me about the fight with Cedric in the school while I was with Jenny in Scotland. Was he the man for me? Was Cedric?
As Cedric held me I felt my heart race, the calm lapping of the lake helped me relax. Every mussel in my body relaxed as his hands took my shoulders in his in the seductive enfold he held me in. he held me breathing in every cent I had to give us from the cheap shampoo I had to the expansive perfume I had treated myself to when I did go shopping in London. As Cedric held me I just drew him closer to me. He had never lied to me as Oliver had. Why hadn't Oliver told me about the fight at the school while Cedric was busy trying to solve the next clue.