All Chapters of MARRYING MY BEST FRIEND'S FIANCEE: Chapter 331 - Chapter 340

But there was a remoteness about Gregorio this evening that hadn’t been there before. a bleakness that was more than surface-deep and that totally eradicated the wicked glint of humor in his eyes, which had so surprised her when she’d first met him. It sent shivers of apprehension down her spine!The fact that she knew she deserved to feel those shivers didn’t make them any less effective.Gregorio took his time sampling the wine, giving himself a necessary few moments’ respite to adjust to seeing Chloe again. to recognize that she was even more beautiful than he remembered...In fact, he had felt a moment’s pure violence when he’d entered the restaurant a few minutes earlier and seen her out-staring the avid gaze of a man seated at a table across the room. His own hands had clenched at his sides as he’d resisted the impulse to go to the other man’s table and tell him precisely what he could do with his admiring glances.Not that he could exactly blame the guy for his interest when Ch

He didn't even try to refute her claim, instead inclining his head and drawing a thin, uncompromising line with his mouth."Do you think there will be a happy ending for your brother and Alana?""Maybe," Chloe answered slowly. Declan was a little cagey last week when I asked him if he had seen Alana while he was in Los Angeles. "I hope so," she added. Despite what you might think after what’s happened, Alana really is a lovely person. And now that I’ve gotten over being annoyed with her, I believe she and Declan would be perfect for each other. "She really is sorry for involving you in this," Chloe finished, giving up on trying to eat her smoked salmon. The conversation—and the company!—had completely robbed her of her appetite.‘And you?’ Gregorio pushed. "Are you also sorry?""More than you can imagine," she confirmed. more than she ever wanted Gregorio to guess or know!He might not have been involved with Alana—he might never have even met her!—but that didn’t change the fact that

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

"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

"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