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His gaze ain “You want to eat it?”

Her fine brows drew together “That is the purpose of cake, isn’t it?”

“Uh, yes Go ahead” He was flustered and notsense

The truth was that he was dreading their upco business meant to Sylvie That hy he’d let her continue the business after he’d shut down the hotel But now he had a potential buyer and he couldn’t put the conversation off any longer

Maybe talking over cake would ? This wasn’t going to be easy

He thought after he told her he was selling the estate that she would have been angry with him, but instead, she’d thrown him a birthday party What was up with that?

Maybe it was shock Maybe the reality wasn’t sinking in Or ht he said he was thinking about selling

This evening he had to make sure she understood this sale was a certainty And they needed to figure out dates for winding up the wedding business He was pretty certain from what the buyer had said that he wouldn’t be inclined to open up any part of the estate for strangers to co

And for that, Enzo felt awful He didn’t want to hurt Sylvie She’d been nothing but kind to him But he would ure out a way

“I thought we’d eat dessert outside It’s such a lovely and war” Sylvie held a plate with a slice of chocolate cake out to him

He accepted her offer and followed her to the veranda It was one of his favorite parts of the house The veranda was spacious and yet it wasn’t too big It overlooked the vines and that nor about the fresh earth, the abundant vines and the promise of a bountiful harvest that made him happy

But right now his attention was fully focused on Sylvie She moved toward the balustrade and then turned back to hies, pinks and purples across the sky, it was like she’d just stepped into a painting And he was totally captivated by her beauty, both inside and out

For a ht be like if they’d carried on their fling after returning fros like this followed by passionate, sleepless nights?

Or would their hot flame have burnt out by now? If so, where would that have left the cake

He told hi at Sylvie noith her hair down over her shoulders and a light breeze coht He felt like he’d est mistake of his life