‘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?’

for her hand and

be beneficial, but if he doesn’t then we will handle it together.

absently rubbed at the top of her hand where his fingers had rested. ‘Rocco is very protective of

doing his best to project a positive frame of mind for Alessandra’s benefit but was under no illusion about how hot-headed her brother could be. He knew that if the forthcoming meeting was

lungs had closed

the cab, the

senses, moisture filling her mouth and bubbling low in

out a short

was nowhere to

her. If she were on her Vespa she would be there by now, able to weave in and out of the traffic

she said. She needed air.

stop the car. As they were already stationary, this required no effort

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