The Greek's Pregnant Bride

Chapter 18

‘Alessandra...’ He took a breath and fisted his hands into balls. ‘Will you stop putting words into my mouth? You’re making assumptions.’

Her shoulders hunched before she flopped her head back and took a long breath. ‘I’m sorry,’ she muttered. ‘I have an aversion to being told what to do.’

‘I had already gathered that.’

She cast a sideways glance at him and tucked a strand of hair behind her ear. Her very pretty ear.

‘As well as my aversion to being bossed around, I also have a tendency to get grumpy when I’m worried about something,’ she admitted, her tone now rueful.

‘You’re worried about Rocco’s reaction to our news?’

‘Aren’t you?’

reached for her hand and squeezed

will still marry. If he gives his blessing, then that will be beneficial, but if he doesn’t then we will handle it together. Okay?’ he added when she didn’t answer, simply

nodded slowly, and absently rubbed at the top of her hand where his fingers had rested. ‘Rocco is very protective of me.

but was under no illusion about how hot-headed her brother could be. He knew that if the forthcoming meeting was badly handled, their

lungs had

intimacy of the cab, the

her brother’s reaction faded as Christian’s oaky cologne filled her senses, moisture filling her mouth and bubbling low in

dragged out a short breath. It

was nowhere to

outside was atrocious. They were still a couple of streets away from the House of Mondelli, where her brother awaited her. If she were on her Vespa she would be there by now, able

she said. She needed air. She needed to breathe.

driver to stop the car. As they were already stationary, this

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