‘lt seemed like it to me.”
He’d certainly flirted with her from the moment he found her on the sun lounger by her father’s pool her second day in Sicily the summer before.
She could still remember the smooth joke about mermaids and the sexy glint in his eyes. Italian men took female appreciation to whole new levels but she’d found Sicilians in a class all by themselves. And Salvatore was the most impressive of the lot.
He had proceeded to flirt with her on and off over the next two weeks whenever he and his family were guests in her father’s home or vice versa. Which considering how close the two families were was quite frequent.
She’d fallen for him like a ton of bricks.
It had never once occurred to her the feeling might be mutual.
‘You will have to get to know me better,” he was speaking again,
‘To see that I am not a flirt, rara, far from it.”
‘I wiII?” She liked the sound of that.
‘Si’
‘AII right.”
‘I’ll pick you up in forty minutes.”
‘What?” Now? He wanted her to get to know him now?
‘To dinner;
” you want to have dinner with me?” He made an impatient, but amused sound.
‘What do you think I am saying here?”
‘That you want to have dinner with me?”
She might have been born to one of the most notorious and glamorous stars in Hollywood but she lived a very quiet life and did not play man-woman games. She’d seen too much from a very early age and vowed never to be like her mother or the sycophants who populated Shawna’s life. She would never cheapen intimacy as she’d seen it cheapened around her.
Only her lack of experience was making her sound like she was stupid. It would serve her right if he withdrew his dinner invitation, she thought in frustration.
‘I want to have dinner with you and now you have thirty-five minutes in which to ready yourself.”
He arrived thirty minutes later.
She was ready.
He took her to an elegant restaurant where the food and the wine were delicious. They danced after dinner.
He pulled her into his arms, his hold intimate, and she did not complain.
It felt too good.
Sensations she had never experienced overwhelmed her as he swayed with her to the music.
It was sexual desire as she’d never believed it could be. Instantaneous. Hot. Unstoppable.
Pressing her even closer he said you feel good ‘dolcezza.”
‘so do you.” Her
voice was husky and low.