Chapter 312

But that didn’t mean that she hadn’t thought about Gregorio Di Costa a lot over the last two days—that she hadn’t remembered the delicious shiver that had run down her spine as his lips had brushed across the back of her hand and how her body had responded as he’d detailed how he would like to make love to her, while all the time that devilish sense of humor had glinted in his eyes. And she had guilty thoughts of him right now, as he sat in the restaurant, waiting for her to arrive, probably under the increasingly pitying gazes of the other customers. thoughts that kept intruding as she tried to watch her favorite film...