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‘A day or two at most Bavasso will have er ‘As for clothes… I’asped and he laughed ‘Relax, bella I’e for soht up to you’

‘Thank you,’ she said stiffly and looked away Cristiano propped one shoulder against the floor-to-ceiling , taking the tie years hadbehind a lithe yet curvaceous body She was slender, verging on petite, yet her legs seeolden, her hair a cascade of colours, froold She must pay her hairdresser a fortune

‘So where is home, out of interest?’ he asked ‘Since it’s obviously not Rome’

She darted hi, ‘Illinois’

‘Illinois?’ That surprised hih he knew she and her mother were American His father had picked up Elizabeth Forrester in a third-rate casino in Miao?’ He would have expected Los Angeles or New York, somewhere where she could be seen and adar daddy

‘No, a small town you’ve never heard of’ Her tone was repressive ‘Are you going to order those clothes?’

‘You’re being quite de to offer… Unless you do have so to offer?’ He intentionally let a note of innuendo into his voice and sa her pupils flared in response This was so easy

‘My gratitude,’ Laurel bit out She turned her head away, refusing to look at him

‘Ah, well, the question re with her, enjoyed the way her breasts rose and fell with every agitated breath A rosy blush swept across her collarbone She had the olden cream and roses He couldn’t wait to touch it Taste it

‘I would hope a simple thank you would do’ In one abrupt e robe htly around her slender frao I was attacked Why are you toying withcruel?’

Annoyance sparked ‘You call this cruel?’ He took a step closer to her, noting the gold sparks in her eyes, as well as the ones firing between the with you?’