The Greek's Pregnant Bride

Chapter 31

CHAPTER SEVEN

‘HAVE YOU EVER tried to find your father?’ Alessandra asked a short while later, her eyes filled with curiosity.

‘What for?’ he dismissed. ‘Why would I want to involve myself with a man who abandoned his wife and child?’

‘I get that,’ she said, pulling a face.

He closed his eyes. ‘Your father is an alcoholic and a gambler. He was incapable of looking after you. He didn’t abandon you. He’s always been a fixture in your life. There’s a difference.’

Confirmation, the time I represented Milan in the under tens’ gymnastics,’ she said, ticking the events off on her fingers. ‘He wasn’t at any of them. The few times he’s bothered to join

very different gardens, Christian realised. They’d both been abandoned by the people who should have been there for them. For good or ill,

were more alike than he’d

high cheekbones, her eyes ablaze with furious passion, the honey-brown a darkened swirl. He’d seen that swirl

his arms, as if her contours had been shaped especially for

naked: the way she had wrapped those lithe legs around him and clung to him, as if trying to burrow under

top of her golden cleavage, below which lay breasts that had become plumper since

they look like now? Did they still

had to stop. Right now. Imagining them in bed together was what had got him into all this trouble in the first place, sitting in that Milanese restaurant, fascinated by her plump lips, imagining them

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