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Chapter 314

Author: Blaze Nukko
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His body hardened just at the thought of a naked Chloe moving effortlessly around the kitchen as they prepared a meal together, at the image of the fullness of her naked breasts and those lean hips and thighs with a triangle of fiery red hair at their apex...

Having arrived at Garstang on time this evening, he had been at first irritated, then worried, when Chloe hadn’t arrived at the restaurant at the appointed time. Then the pendulum had swung to anger as the minutes ticked by with no sign of her arrival or a telephone call to explain her tardiness.

It had been almost a relief when Nelson, the maître d’, approached his table with the message that Chloe had telephoned and was unable to join him after all because she wasn’t well.

Almost…

Because Gregorio hadn’t been fooled for a minute by the telephone message. In fact, he was sure that Nelson hadn’t been either. The surprised look in the other man’s eyes was in complete contrast to his politely bland expression! Gregorio knew that if
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    "I told you not to even think about it!" She warned sharply, and as her gaze fixed on his, she continued to back away—only to come to an abrupt halt as her back hit the wall.Leaving her trapped by the obviously determined Gregorio Di Costa."Stay away from me," she told him breathlessly, eyes wide with apprehension as he continued to move stealthily towards her.Like the stalking predator he was..."Are you sure that’s what you really want, Chloe?" he questioned, and he took the two steps that brought him to stand dangerously close to her.Chloe wasn’t sure of anything any more—except that she didn’t dare allow Gregorio Di Costa to kiss her.Because, against all logic and all her inner warnings that this man was a consummate flirt as well as a selfish playboy, she wanted him to kiss her!Her body ached with wanting to feel his hard, sculptured lips against hers; her nipples were tingling with awareness; and her inner thighs were warm—becoming warmer by the second!"I didn’t think so,

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    If Chloe sought to return some semblance of propriety to this conversation by covering herself, then she was achieving the opposite, Gregorio acknowledged ruefully, noting that Chloe’s long legs were still enticingly naked beneath the thigh-length garment."What do you do in circumstances like this, Gregorio?" She challenged him. "Give yourself half a notch on the bedpost rather than one?"He looked at her darkly. "I don’t think insulting me is going to help this situation," he said."You think that was insulting?" She came back shrilly. "Let me assure you, Gregorio, where you’re concerned, I haven’t even begun!""No one forced you into responding, dammit!" Gregorio lost his temper; the ache in his own arousal—his unfulfilled arousal!—was still throbbing painfully."Oh, I might have known you would throw that in my face!" Chloe came back furiously. But what chance did I have of refusing when the great lover, the practiced seducer Gregorio Di Costa, decided to turn all his considerable

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    He grimaced. "I don’t believe we will achieve anything by discussing this situation any further this evening, Chloe.""We aren’t going to discuss this any further at all!""We will have dinner together tomorrow evening.""We most certainly will not!" she assured him incredulously."Oh, yes," he asserted, "we will." "But not in a restaurant this time," he stated forcefully. Instead, I will bring the makings of our dinner here, leaving it to you to ensure that your flatmates have gone out."I said we weren’t having dinner together, Gregorio," Chloe told him frustratedly. "Not tomorrow or any other time!"He quirked one blond, arrogant brow. "You would rather that we continue this discussion... in front of your flatmates?""I don’t intend to continue this discussion at all, let alone in front of any third party," Chloe snapped impatiently.He gave an arrogant smile. Nevertheless, I will be here at 7:30 tomorrow evening. It is your choice whether or not your flatmates are present."Flatma

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    "That appears to be two things, Chloe," Gregorio cut in dangerously, not liking the way this conversation was shaping up at all. "And that’s one more time in our acquaintance that you’ve referred to me as a "legendary lover"—in a derogatory way," he pointed out."Because that’s what you are!" Chloe told him impatiently. "The newspapers are constantly full of stories about the relationships that you, your brother, and your cousin have,""Both Lamberto and Tiziano are now happily married and completely faithful to their respective wives," he pointed out."That just means that, as the only single Di Costa male left, the press will concentrate completely on your own exploits in the future," Chloe retaliated.Gregorio was well aware of that. Just as he was aware that for the last three months, since the shock of Lamberto’s marriage so soon after Tiziano’s, there hadn’t been any exploits of his for the newspapers to sensationalize. Unlike his brother and his cousin, Gregorio had no intentio

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    It had been a long time since Gregorio had fantasized about making love with any woman—since he had needed to!—but as he watched Chloe, he hadn’t been able to stop himself from imagining those slender fingers on his body as she touched and caressed him, and he had almost been able to feel her stroking him.Chloe thought awhile, not exactly mellowed by the food she had eaten and the wine she had drunk, but certainly not as tense as she had been earlier, either. which was due, in part, she knew, to the fact that Gregorio had been decidedly unthreatening—deliberately so?—as they’d prepared dinner together."Why did you become a film producer?" she came back dryly.Gregorio shook his head. "It isn’t the same." Medicine isn’t something you enter into on a whim. "It takes dedication and a lot of hard work."Chloe quirked one auburn brow. "And is that what you did?" "Became a film producer on a whim?" she explained, at his questioning look.She was turning this conversation back on him, Greg

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    Because it was torture not to reach out and take Chloe in his arms, to kiss her, to touch her, as he so longed to do. He knew that he couldn’t do that if he intended to be with her again. He knew instinctively that she would use any physical coercion on his part now as a reason not to see him again."Of course," he replied. "Perhaps you would have lunch with me on your next day off?"He was rewarded by Chloe’s startled look. "Lunch?" she repeated.He gave a wry smile. "It is a meal, usually partaken of at some time between midday and three o’clock—""I know what lunch is, Gregorio," she said. "I just—I assumed you would be returning to Los Angeles some time during the next few days.""Did you?" he mused, his intention having been to go to Paris this week rather than Los Angeles. That was before he met Chloe.Before, he had decided that capturing her and taking her to his bed was the more urgent of the two.But, no matter what happened or didn’t happen between the two of them in the ne

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    ‘Better.’ Gregorio grimaced as he saw the laughter gleaming in those moss-green eyes. "Have a little faith, hmm, Chloe?" He sighed before getting out of the car and going around to open the boot, giving Chloe a few minutes to sit and think about her mistake about his intentions.Not completely, of course.He did not intend going back to London today without kissing Chloe. Maybe a little more than kissing her. But he really would prefer the comfort of a bed when he held her completely naked in his arms and worshiped that beautiful body from the top of her fiery head to the tips of her slender toes.Of course, it wasn’t helping his self-control that she looked so stunningly beautiful in a fitted black T-shirt and an above-the-knee-length white skirt that clung to the rounded contours of her bottom. Those long legs were bare, and her elegant feet were thrust into cork sandals.No, there was no way he was going to be able to resist at least kissing and caressing Chloe today!When she fina

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