Da Silva's Mistress by Tina Duncan

Author:Tina Duncan
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Fiction
Publisher: Harlequin Mills & Boon Ltd.

Was that why she’d got involved with Joseph? Luca asked himself. Doing the calculations in his head, he realised that Morgan couldn’t have been much more than nineteen or twenty when her mother died.

He remembered feeling lost and alone after the accident. So much so he’d felt quite disorientated.

Had it been the same for Morgan?

Had she been seeking some kind of father figure in Joseph? It was not an unreasonable question, given that he was almost twice her age.

It was tempting to tell himself that that was what had happened. Tempting to forgive her for what she’d done.

But he couldn’t afford to start thinking like that. Couldn’t afford to let sympathy for her situation soften his attitude.

Not if he wanted to protect Stefania.

Just then the waiter arrived with their wine. Luca welcomed the interruption. He’d meant it when he’d suggested they pretend they’d only just met. He didn’t want their situation to constantly intrude on their enjoyment of each other.

After presenting the label for his inspection, the waiter made a production of removing the cork and pouring a small amount into the bottom of Luca’s glass for him to try.

Luca swirled the wine around the sides of the glass before lifting it to his nose. He inhaled the full bodied aroma before taking a sip. He savoured the flavour on his tongue before nodding his approval.

He waited for the waiter to fill both of their glasses and depart before raising his glass. ’Salute.’

Morgan clinked her glass against the side of his. ’Cheers.’

Luca waited while she took a sip. ‘What do you think?’

She took her time before answering. ‘Hmm. It’s nice. It leaves an almost chocolaty taste on the palate.’

He nodded. ‘It does. You sound quite knowledgeable.’

She shook her head. ‘I’m not. I went to a wine tasting with a group of friends once. They asked questions about each of the wines we tried. The guy from the vineyard labelled me Little Miss Average because most of my answers were wrong.’

Luca liked the fact that Morgan wasn’t embarrassed to admit she wasn’t an expert, and was even prepared to poke fun at herself. ‘The man obviously didn’t know what he was talking about. There’s nothing average about you. Not a single damned thing.’

She beamed him a smile that made him blink.

A smile should not have that much power, he decided.

A smile like that could turn a man on his head and turn his resolve to water.

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