She swallowed. Was he suggesting what she thought he was...?

His lips brushed against her earlobe. ‘Until we are legally married I will have to satisfy myself with memories of our night together in Milan.’

Her skin fizzed beneath the warmth of his breath while heat such as she had never experienced surged through her, settling in the V of her thighs. He stepped closer still and placed a hand on her thigh, close enough that she could feel his erection jut through the cotton of his towel and press against her belly.

She tilted her head back and gazed into his eyes. It was there, that desire: stark, open, unashamed.

What would he do if she were to loop her arms around his neck and kiss him? If she were to clasp his towel and yank it off him...?

He must have read her mind for his lips brushed against her ear again. ‘Anticipation makes fulfilment taste so much sweeter.’

She pulled away. ‘Do you know that from experience?’

A strange look came into his eyes, a half-smile tugging on his lips. ‘Only in a professional sense. I look forward to finding out if it’s as sweet when it comes to us making love again.’

‘I thought you said it would depend on whether I wanted anything to happen,’ she said, her voice hoarse.

it will.’ Now his eyes glittered, no mistaking the feeling behind them. ‘But we both know the anticipation is

said, too full of the heavy, pulsating thickness swirling through the very

what did you want to see me

itself, she followed him to the door

but that very composure almost fell to ruins when he emerged back in view, now wearing a pair of black boxer shorts that only enhanced his strong

dressing-room door and disappeared again, re-emerging moments later with a pair of grey trousers on. Looking at her, he slipped his arms into a pale blue shirt.

and cleared

‘Everyone has accepted.’

‘Apart from Rocco?’

nodded, his mouth

watched as he deftly did the buttons of

you should reconsider inviting

react, other than a slight

doesn’t feel right, us marrying without

your father,’ he

my father is an alcoholic who likes to pretend I don’t exist. She’s your mum—wouldn’t she want to see her only

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