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  All she’d been able to hear was her own frantic breathing and the soft gasp that had escaped her as his hand had slid lower, down between her thighs to where she’d been aching and wet. His fingers had glided over her slick flesh, sending sharp, electric bolts of pleasure through her, making her shudder and arch against the wall.

  No one had ever touched her there before, not in her entire life, and she hadn’t been able to believe she was letting a man she’d only just met do it then. But she had. And it had felt illicit, thrilling and so unbelievably good...

  She let out a sharp breath, forcing the memories away and ignoring the subtle throb between her thighs.

  No, she couldn’t think of that. The woman she’d been on that island wasn’t her any more, and she didn’t want to be that woman anyway. Not these days. Not now she was a mother with responsibilities.

  When she’d returned to England, she’d worked hard to fit herself back into the good-girl box. She’d married Henry like she’d promised she would and put her studies on hold so she could care for Simon. It hadn’t been so bad.

  She hadn’t found out she’d was pregnant until four months into her marriage, but luckily by then she’d realised that Henry truly had meant it when he’d said that he only wanted friendship. He’d been good to her, drying her tears when she’d confessed about her pregnancy, and deciding to save them both a scandal by claiming Simon as his own. He’d never asked for the name of Simon’s father and she’d never volunteered it.

  He’d been a good man and a kind husband.

  But she really, really wished that he hadn’t invited Enzo Cardinali to his stupid house party.

  She swallowed and let some of the tension bleed out of her. God, what a mess. Still, it wasn’t all bad. The party ended tonight and tomorrow everyone would be gone, including Enzo, with any luck.

  She’d never have to see or think about him again.

  You really think he’s going to let Simon go now he knows?

  Dread rose inside her because she knew the answer to that.

  Of course he wouldn’t.

  The quality of the silence changed abruptly in the hallway, and all the hairs on the back of her neck rose.

  Slowly, carefully, her heartbeat going double-time, Matilda lowered her hands from her face.

  And found Enzo Cardinali standing right in front of her.

  ‘Buono notte, Mrs St George,’ he said in that deep voice she knew so well, the one that had once been full of heat and yet now was so cold. ‘I think you and I need to have a little chat.’

  Copyright © 2019 by Jackie Ashenden

  ISBN-13: 9781488044625

  Bought Bride for the Argentinian

  First North American publication 2019

  Copyright © 2019 by Sharon Kendrick

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