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‘You don’t sleep at night,’ she contradicted ‘Although I have to adht Angelo gets grouchy when he’s teething’

‘I won’t get grouchy with you in ainst the tiled wall, lean, bronzed and muscular, a study in male perfection

Holly was like an energy drink, releasing his tension, refreshing hily relaxed Vito had never done relaxed and wasn’t quite sure how to handle it It was a great deal easier siy in bed

Even with the honeyed ache of sex and satiation Holly wanted to put her hands all over him and explore hiether She was so comfortable with him, so indescribably co up,’ she warned hi brown shoulder

‘I have to work tomorrow, bellezzaher close

Her eyes opened very wide on the tiled wall He had to work the day after their wedding? Was there some crisis on?

‘No I just like to work,’ Vito confided lazily, as if there were nothing the slightest bit strange about his desire to act as though the

day after their wedding were just like any other day

‘Are you taking any time off?’ It was a loaded question but she tried to make it sound casual and unconcerned and then held her breath

‘I’ll be ho at the sensitive flesh below her ear until she shivered helplessly against hie her breasts ‘I’ll be keeping you very much occupied’

Sex, she thought dully Nothing wrong with his enthusiasm in that department but was that really all he was interested in, all he had ever been interested in? Or siritted What did she have to offer in the intellect category? No, she was never going to be his equal there Were they going to be one of those couples who never interacted except when their child was around? Would she chatter on relentlessly about Angelo and only ever really get Vito’s attention in bed? It sounded a sad and desperate role to her but as she going to do about it? She couldn’t ht, could she?

A shae? That overheard phone call returned to haunt her How hard could it be for Vito to fake being genuinely married when all he intended to do was have sex with her? A chill trickled through her tummy and made her tense Suddenly fears that she had earlier disenuine concern Why had she so easily believed that Apollo was talking nonsense about Vito’s intentions? Apollo Metraxis had known Vito since childhood Apollo probably knew Vito a great deal better than she did and if he suspected that Vito had only ain custody of his son, shouldn’t she be sincerely scared?

When she wakened it was still dark, with only the faintest gli behind the curtains She was deliciously comfortable Vito had both arled up to him, secure in the warmth and the wonderfully fa her hip bone and she stretched in a helpless little movement

‘I want you, tesoro mia’

Her eyes fleide as he shifted against her back, letting her feel the hard swell of hiain?’