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‘Let’s go to bed,’ she suggested, looking up at him with bold appreciative eyes

‘We haven’t had dinner yet and a mother-to-be needs sustenance,’ Gaetano told her lazily, trailing her indoors and out to the terrace where the table awaited them

But neither of theed and the suggestive conversation, it wasn’t very long before they headed upstairs at a very adult stately pace, which broke down into giggles and a cluby-tackled Gaetano down onto the floor of their bedroom By the time they made it to the bed and he hadpassionately and holding each other so tightly that it was a challenge to reh kisses and caresses and mutual promises to make love with all the fire and excitement that powered them both and afterwards they lay with their ar about their future

Poppy glanced out of the frontand saw her children with Rodolfo Sarah was holding his hand and chattering, her little face ani his trike doggedly in front of theravel on the path e for a little boy

Sarah was four years old and took after her mother in looks and her father in nature She already knew all her nu child and tended to look after her little brother in a bossy way Benito o, dark of hair and eye and as lively as a juenerally fell asleep during his bedtime story in his father’s arms

So family, Poppy found it hard to credit that she had been ht have been a late convert to family life but he had taken to it like the proverbial duck to water He adored his children and rushed home to be with the their third child Third and last, she had told hih she liked the way their falad they hadn’t waited and that Sarah had taken theap between the children roith each other

But, at the sa more time to devote to her own interests She had taken several landscape designer courses over the years and was planning to set up a sardens at La Fattoria to make them more child-friendly and had already taken several private coardens at the London town house and at Woodfield Hall both bore her stamp and when she wanted to relax she was usually to be found in a greenhouse tending the rare orchids she collected

Gaetano was CEO of the Leonetti Bank and when he travelled, Poppy and the children often ith him He put his fa that they took lengthy breaks abroad to wind down froood recovery and was now training as an addiction counsellor to help others as she had been helped She lived in Manchester with her sister but she was a frequent visitor in London, as was Poppy’s brother Damien, backed by Gaetano, had recently started up a specialist motorcycle repair shop

In fact there wasn’t a cloud in Poppy’s sky because she was happy Sadly, Muffin had passed away of old age the year before and he had been replaced by a rescued golden Labrador who enjoyed rough and tuames with the children

‘Guess who’ A pair of hands covered her eyes while a lean, hard body connected with hers

Poppy grinned The fane assailed her while his hands travelled places nobody else would have dared ‘You’re the only sex pest I know,’ she teased, suppressing a htly swollen belly snaked lower and circled, sending sweet sensation snaking through her responsive body

Gaetano spun his wife round and she reached up to wind her ar andyou’

‘You were up with Benito last night when he had a nightmare, amata mia,’ he reminded her ‘That’s why I didn’t wake you’

Poppy teased the corner of his wide sensualhier for hied off his jacket and stared down at her with solden eyes ‘Share the shoith me’

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