Passport - Part Three by Jo Cameron-Symes
James made his way back to the table and Martuska fumbled with the paper bag. It slipped from her grasp and upended all of the contents by James's feet. He let out a weary sigh. Full of pure rage she stood up and slapped him hard across the face. "I have no time for womanisers, Henry. No time at all," she said then turned to leave but he grabbed her arm. "They're for my niece," he said. Martuska stared at him hard as if to see whether he was lying. He didn't blink once. She sat down and James let his arm slide down hers till he held her hand which he brought to his mouth to kiss. "I'd never betray you like that. You must believe me," he said, letting go of her hand. Martuska looked pensive, and clutched her handbag firmly to her chest. She waited, unsure of what to believe. He continued to openly stare at her, willing her to trust him. "Alright, Henry. I believe you," she said th...