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Lisa reappeared and hovered

‘The nanny will put my son in his cot for a nap now,’ Luciano announced ‘We have to talk’

Talk? What about? A frown indented Jemi woman and the door closed in their wake

‘What do you want to discuss?’ she asked stiffly

Luciano shot her a chilling appraisal ‘Oh, please, don’t come over all naïve on me now I prefer honesty You’ve made it clear that you want to ht my child into the world,’ he pointed out with unconcealed contempt ‘But I simply hat makes my son happy and it is patently obvious that in the short-term at least Niccolò will not be happy if you suddenly vanish from his life’

Je to admit that possibility

‘Although there is nothing I can like, respect or admire about you, Jerie hi you out of his life He deserves more consideration from me After all, he did not choose the unusual circumstances of his birth—I did’

His ringing assurance that he did not like, respect or adly deep and yet she ryly amused by her apparent vulnerability towards his low opinion of herJulie she had to own her sister’s mistakes and pay the price of them too

Luciano watched her porcelain-fair skin wash a guilty pink that simply accentuated the ice-blue eyes, which relimpsed in his mother’s jewellery box Those eyes and that full, soft pillowy mouth were snares that anyits scope to encompass the full, buoyant swell of her breasts below the simple tee she wore He wondered what colour her bra was and ht What was he? A randy schoolboy? He had access to many sexual choices and almost any one of those women would be classier, safer and more beautiful than Jemima Barber, he reminded himself i him hard and taut and needy where it mattered, when he was all too often indifferent to fe and flirtation

But then possibly what annoyed hin that she wasthe smallest effort to sexually attract hi make-up and her plain denis neatly and inal act, he reasoned in exasperation Possibly she had already worked out that hooker heels and too much exposed female flesh were not his style

Sex was no big deal, he thought io He didn’t h, and perhaps that explained his reaction to his son’s iven hi for his libido, he conceded, and neither did any of the very attractive fe special about her, so insidiously sexy he had yet to pin down and label, and it drew hinet And he loathed it, loathed it like poison in his syste he despised in a woman

The silence sas hob Je up from the warmth in her pelvis He did that to her Hehot, slick sensation pulse between her thighs He ainst the barrier of her bra

That reality mortified and shaer when her body had gone hayith a physical longing she hadn’t understood and hadn’t really been ready to embrace But this was different because those responses were now attacking her adult body She found herself studying that gorgeous face of his even though she didn’t want to stare, didn’t want to notice the perfection of his sleek cheekbones, the classic jut of his nose or the strong line of the jaw cradling that superbly erous enticeht from theand once she looked she couldn’t breathe, couldn’t think, couldn’t even function, she thought in bemused dismay

The door opened and an older wo a tray Coffee was poured Luciano took his black and without sugar Jemima took hers milky and sweet, their differences as pronounced in coffee as in everything else