His Final Seduction by Lori Wilde

Author:Lori Wilde [Wilde, Lori]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Category
ISBN: 9780373795222
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 2009-12-31T23:00:00+00:00

10

Sweep her off her feet

—Make Love Like Casanova

QUINT BROKE THE KISS and looked into her face, felt his breath catch in his lungs. Jorgie’s eyes were wide, her lips wet from his. Her cheeks were burnished a high pink.

He didn’t have to look around to know the room was empty, there was only silence, except for the sound of his blood pounding through his ears. He’d promised Uberto a handsome bribe if he’d clear out the glass shop once Jorgie had finished her projects. Apparently, Uberto had successfully convinced the glassmakers to take an early lunch and leave them alone.It was a total Casanova move and he wasn’t the least bit ashamed of himself. Along with the picnic basket he’d ordered ahead of time and had delivered to the shop. He turned and spied the white wicker basket with the blue-and-white checked cloth positioned beside the door, where Umberto must have left it for him.

“Where did everyone go?” Jorgie asked.

Quint smiled at her. “I’ve arranged for us to have a private lunch.”

“What makes you think I’d be comfortable with that?”

He tilted his head. “Are you uncomfortable, Jorgie?”

“You’re a smooth operator, you know that, Quint Mason.”

“Smooth as that vase you just made, Jorgie Gerard.”

She returned his smile, a little reluctantly, a little hesitantly, but she did return it. She might not be a stunning beauty, but she was pretty and when she smiled, it made his heart light up in a dozen different places.

“Wanna have lunch?” He inclined his head in the direction of the picnic basket.

“Where did that come from?”

“I have my sources.”

“You’re trying really hard to sweep me off my feet.”

“Is it working?”

“A little,” she admitted.

“Come on,” he said, and held out his hand.

“Where?”

“You’ll see.”

She allowed him to take her hand. On the way to the exit, he picked up the picnic basket and guided her through the door into a narrow corridor and up a flight of crooked stairs. At the head of the stairs was another door. He opened it and they stepped out onto the roof of the glass shop. The balmy breeze was a refreshing caress after the heat of the glass shop.

The roof was slightly sloped on the back side and when he spread out the blue-and-white checked cloth for them to sit on they couldn’t see or be seen from the street below. In front of them stretched the lagoon. They saw water taxis scurrying back and forth in the distance.

“Oh,” she said. “It’s beautiful up here.”

“The perfect place for a picnic.”

“Did Gia bring you up here?” she asked.

“She did,” he admitted.

“Did you make love up here?”

“We didn’t.” He grinned. “But I like the way you think.”

Jorgie ducked her head, reached for the basket. “Whatcha got to eat?”

“I don’t know. I left it up to Uberto. We’ll find out together.”

They dug through the basket like kids on a scavenger hunt, unearthing salami, a jar of olives, sun-dried tomatoes, a crusty loaf of bread and a thick chunk of cheese. They made quick work of the feast, washing it down with red wine Uberto had tucked inside the basket.

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