Gregorio admired her bravery, this little firebrand, even as he considered her remark about taking a partner who felt positively towards him.He was sure that most women in Chloe’s position, having initially so wrong-footed themselves, would have been only too happy to make restitution for the mistake they had made. but not Chloe.He leaned further back in his chair as their used plates were removed. "I have my own reasons for wanting it to be you who accompanies me," he told her calmly once they were alone again.‘And those reasons are…?’"Entirely my own," he told her firmly. "But I can assure you they have absolutely nothing to do with a bedroom—either yours or mine!" He paused, as he could see he had failed to convince her. "Didn’t our last encounter prove to you that I don’t lose all control at the sight and touch of your delectable body?" he whipped out harshly, angry all over again as her cheeks paled. with himself this time. for deliberately hurting her.But what else was he t
Although, with Chloe standing there, her flaming red hair cascading loosely over her shoulders and down the long length of her spine, dressed in tight-fitting denims and a white T-shirt that showed off the lean length of her thighs and legs and emphasized the firm thrust of her breasts, it wasn't quite as impersonal as usual!"I think I would like to take a shower and freshen up," she announced. "What time are we leaving for the party?""We aren’t leaving the hotel, Chloe," Gregorio answered. "The party is in one of the reception rooms downstairs," he explained, perplexed by her expression.He had deliberately remained aloof from Chloe after collecting her from her apartment and during the drive to the airport and their flight. But that didn’t mean that he hadn’t been completely aware of her the whole time they had been together in the back of the car and then on the plane.He admitted that she was too aware of him to be comfortable."My brother, Lamberto, and his wife will be joining
"A little overwhelming, isn’t it?" The tall and beautiful Jenny Di Costa laughed sympathetically as Chloe stared at the two men who stood together across the room, preparing drinks for them all.Gregorio and his brother, Lamberto.They were both tall, both blond-haired—although Gregorio’s overlong hair was a deeper gold than his brother’s—and their aristocratically handsome faces were very similar, as were the powerfully muscled bodies beneath their black evening suits and white shirts.Having been introduced to Gregorio’s brother and his wife when they’d arrived at the suite a couple of minutes ago, Chloe still couldn’t get over the sensory shock of having two such forcefully attractive men as the Di Costa brothers together in the same room!"Believe me, it doesn’t get any easier, either," Jenny continued conversationally as she looked at her husband with adoring eyes, her long, dark hair hanging loosely down her spine, the red dress she wore not disguising the slight swell of her pr
"Do I hear the sound of wedding bells...?"Gregorio turned to glare at his brother as Lamberto came to stand beside him on the edge of the dance floor, where, following their mother’s sumptuous birthday party, a dozen or so couples amongst the fifty-odd guests were gyrating.Chloe and Tiziano were one of those couples."Not unless you have tinnitus," Gregorio replied, dismissively.Lamberto laughed softly. "The family all like your little Chloe," he observed lightly."She isn’t little." At least not in certain places, Gregorio thought as he felt the unwelcome aching throb of his body.He could picture those places. That minuscule black dress left very little to the imagination! "Neither is she mine," he added with vigor.‘No?’ Lamberto took a sip of his wine as he glanced across to where Chloe was dancing in Tiziano’s assured arms. "Then why did you bring her here?" He was looking curious when his gaze returned to Gregorio.Gregorio grimaced. "Because if I hadn’t, either you or Tiziano
"He appears to be perfectly fine to me," she said dismissively.‘Really?’ Tiziano was prompted as the music came to an end. His hand rested lightly beneath Chloe’s elbow as they turned to walk back to the table where Eva, Jenny, and Regina were seated."Yes, really," Chloe assured him, a slight blush on her cheeks as she looked up and found herself the focus of Tiziano Di Costa’s dark, penetrating gaze.These Di Costa men had the most intense, compelling brown eyes, Chloe admitted as she felt her blush deepen at the deliberate lie; Gregorio didn't seem fine to her at all!He was moody, bad-tempered, and had virtually growled at her earlier, when she’d initially appeared in the sitting room in her revealing black dress, making her more self-conscious of her appearance than ever.Of course, his mood could be due to the argument that ensued when she discovered there was only one bedroom in their hotel suite."My dance, I believe?" Gregorio demanded as he joined them, his gaze narrowing o
"It isn’t scandalous," she groaned protestingly."No?" he prompted teasingly as he looked down at the fullness of her creamy breasts. "What, exactly, are you wearing beneath it?" he pressed huskily."Exactly?" she echoed ruefully.‘Exactly.’ He nodded, his eyes gloomy.Chloe moistened her lips before answering, and Gregorio’s heated gaze followed the sensual invitation. "The dress is so clingy that I just need a pair of pants," she confided.‘Just a—!’ Gregorio broke off, his breathing slightly ragged now. "No wonder I’m far from the only man here tonight who can’t take his eyes off you," he said, knowing he hadn’t been comfortable with other males even looking at her.She blinked up at him. "You can’t take your eyes off me, Gregorio..." she echoed."I can’t look at anything else!" he confirmed, and his tongue tasted her perfumed skin, his teeth gently nibbling and moving so that his body was shielding hers completely as one of his hands moved to cup one of those tempting breasts, and
Chloe said, "We can’t leave yet!" Gregorio implored her, as he caught up with her in the reception area of the hotel, to grasp her arm and turn her to face him.Her eyes blazed a deep green. "You can’t," she accepted. "But I certainly can!"Gregorio returned her gaze frustratedly. "My mother didn’t see anything," she said.Chloe responded emotionally, "She didn't need to see anything.""It had to be pretty obvious, even to the most casual observer—which your mother most certainly isn’t!—exactly what we were doing."When Eva Di Costa interrupted the two of them, Chloe’s reaction was to turn and run through and from the room where the party was being held. She had been made all the more desperate because, having come back to reality with the suddenness of being dunked in a cold shower, she had been completely unnerved by the realization of the intensity of her own hunger.Her life had been so structured up to this point, with her goals and ambitions not quite set in stone but close enoug
"I'm not sure what about," she said quickly."Besides, I really do have a headache now," she informed him flatly."I thought it was only married ladies who developed headaches at bedtime," he replied."That’s a generalization I very much doubt is true of Regina or Jenny," she came back tartly.No, Gregorio was sure that it wasn’t. He had absolutely no doubts as to the compatibility of his brother and cousin with their wives. ‘Chloe—’"You really should get back to the party now, Gregorio," Chloe told him firmly.Yes, he knew he should. But he also knew that he and Chloe needed to talk. Had to talk. Tonight.Chloe had withdrawn from him in the last few minutes and had developed a wariness towards him that Gregorio simply couldn’t allow to continue.Not now….His mouth tightened determinedly. "I will join you in a few minutes," he stated evenly.She nodded abruptly. "Try not to disturb me if I’m asleep, hmm?"Gregorio’s eyes narrowed as he acknowledged that Chloe had the ability to distu