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‘It’s late’

‘So it is’ He slanted her a smile that turned her bones to jelly ‘Come here’

‘I’m not in the mood for sex’

‘No? Do you want to put that to the test?’

‘We need to talk, Sergio There are things Well, things I need to say to you’

Sergio frowned Wo he wanted to hear He reminded himself that she wasn’t like the other women he had dated She talked a lot She probably wanted to talk about the wedding—her parents, her sister, her huge array of cousins It e from his non-existent family, as an only child born to only children

His face cleared and he smiled

‘Let’s go to bed’

‘This isn’t pillow talk’

‘Who said it was? I’ with the chat e could be doing other things Why don’t you give an old man a kick and do a striptease for me?’

‘You’re only thirty-two!’ Her face war into its usual meltdown

Sergio grinned and re the way he had hardened for her, enjoying the thrill of as going to follow Sooner or later he would move on because, as she had pointed out, they weren’t suited to one another, but just at thecontempt

He tried to sn his dislike of her reed away like a thorn in his side he couldn’t quite reach

He stood up, strolled towards the bed, shedding his clothes en route until he was left in only his trousers, which he began to remove while she watched in her usual trance-like state of fascination