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“Caterina—” Aldo emerged from the shadows.
Оглавление“What is it?” Cat asked thinly. “What do you want?”
“To be alone with my wife.” A small smile lingered on his incredibly sexy mouth.
Cat drew in a ragged breath. “So you finally remembered my existence. It took you long enough—two months by my reckoning.”
“Cara—I admit my absence was regrettable, but it really was necessary if—”
“I’m sure it was,” she said, cutting him off. “Business, was it?”
He pulled her hard against him and she gasped as she tried to pull in enough air to enable her to tell him to stop this pretense, but all that emerged was a tiny despairing groan.
“Don’t be sad, cara,” he said, obviously mistaking that distressed sound for something else entirely.
And as he murmured soft words of comfort in Italian, he sounded so sincere that she could almost believe he cared.
