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ening, his broad chest vibrating against her Holly leant over hilittered like precious gold ‘Maybe it’s because you act as though I’h I’m perfectly ordinary But perhaps that’s your true talent Maybe you treat all women the same way’

‘No I’ve never been with any woman the way I’ve been with you…’ Vito surveyed her with frowning force, probing that state about it because it was true He had never felt so coht about work or about the shocking scandal he had left behind him in Italy Furthermore Holly was completely unique on his terms because for the first time ever he ith a woman who didn’t knoho he was, cherished no financial expectations and in truth attached no undue importance to him He was Mr Anonymous with Holly and he liked the freedom of that one hell of a lot

Holly unzipped his jeans with a sense of adventure Her ive him pleasure and she didn’t understand it Shouldn’t she bewas followed by a long, unrestrained sound of rising hunger She had distracted hiuiltily She didn’t want to talk about being a waitress, about any of the things that separated them as people in the outside world, and his unasha sense of power

Heaven for Vito was the gentle friction of her ers His hand knotted in her hair and he tre her, but she didn’t pull away Then the sheer liberating wash of pleasure engulfed him and wiped him out

Holly watched Vito sleep with a rueful grin She went for another shower, donned the dress she had packed and dried her hair Downstairs, she switched on the television and tuned it to a channel playing Christanise the lunch she had prepared with such care It shook her to acknowledge that she hadn’t even known Vito Sorrentino existed the day before

The shaan to creep up again through the cracks in her coht stand with a ain? How could she be proud of that? But would it have been any better to lose her virginity with a sleazy, cheating liar like Ritchie, who had pretended that she meant much more to him than she did?

She thought not Anyway, it was too late for regrets, she reminded herself unhappily What was done was done and it made more sense to move on from that point than to torture herself over what could not be changed How h, had all the wine she had imbibed contributed to her recklessness? Her loss of inhibition? Stop it, stop it, she urged herself fiercely, stop dwelling on it

Vito ca the table ‘You should have wakened me’

‘You were up much earlier than I was,’ she pointed out as she retrieved the starters frory?’

Vito reached for her instead of a chair ‘Only for you’

Her bright blue eyes danced with et that old chestnut from?’

In answer Vito bent his tousled dark head and kissed her and it was like an arrow of fire shooting through her body to the heart of her She quivered, taken aback all over again by the explosive effect he had on her His sensual mouth played with hers and tiny ripples of arousal coursed through her Her breasts swelled, their buds tightening while heat and das It took enormous willpower but sheinto the table in her haste to break their connection Suddenly feeling out of control with hierous, she told herself, if it made her act out of character And whether she liked it or not, everything she had done with Vito was out of character for her

‘We should eat before the food gets cold,’ she said prosaically

‘I’ll open a bottle of wine’

‘This is an incredibly well-equipped house,’ Holly remarked as he poured the wine he had fetched from the temperature-controlled cabinet in the kitchen