Hot Shade by Tamara Lush

Author:Tamara Lush [Lush, Tamara]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Pronoun
Published: 2017-02-12T23:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER NINETEEN

Skylar walked into the newsroom on Tuesday morning to find a box on her chair. What had she bought? Why had the package slipped her mind? She had been forgetful lately because of Luca and work. It wouldn’t be surprising if she’d ordered something and totally spaced out.

Slicing open the tape on the box edges with a pair of scissors, she discovered another box nestled inside, wrapped in gold paper and tied with a gold ribbon. She carefully unfolded the attached note card and tilted her head in curiosity.

Più baci per te.

—Luca

Sky laughed out loud. She’d look the Italian words up on the Internet as soon as she opened the gift.

Sliding her finger under the thick wrapping paper, she extracted a midnight blue box. Baci, it said in light blue cursive letters on the front. Grinning, she lifted the lid to find twenty-eight chocolates wrapped in sparkling silver foil.

He’d remembered.

She looked around, anticipating her coworkers would cluster around to tease her—or, more likely, to beg for candy. No one was nearby, thankfully. This was a moment to enjoy alone. She plucked a chocolate from the box and unwrapped it, biting into the sweet and closing her eyes. It was dark and delicious. As the chocolate melted on her tongue, she sank into the chair and went to an online translator to type in the words of Luca’s message.

Her heart soared when she read the translation. More kisses for you.

* * *

Luca tugged at his shirt collar as he settled back into the tan leather seat of his uncle’s private jet. Federico had invited him to Miami, suggesting a change of scenery for a couple of nights. After pacing the mansion for two days, thinking only of Skylar, Luca couldn’t argue with his uncle’s logic.

Of course, he had first sent Skylar chocolates, and she’d sounded so happy when she called to thank him that he wanted to stay on the island and invite her over. But he needed to slow down with her. Not be so eager. That’s why he didn’t tell her where he was going. It also still felt odd to reveal his plans to anyone. So he’d put on a real button-down shirt and pants and a jacket. He carried a smart-looking, black leather overnight bag, as if he were any young professional on a business trip, then left the house. He felt like an impostor, since he’d gotten so used to the beach-bum attire of shorts and a T-shirt. He’d parked his uncle’s Mercedes at the island’s executive airport, tipping the security guard an extra few hundred to keep it safe.

After a quick flight across the state, a limo whisked Luca to his uncle’s downtown Miami penthouse. He grinned when he walked in, because as tropically ostentatious as the beach house was, the penthouse was something out of a sleek Miami dream. Like stepping into a cliché. Floor-to-ceiling windows overlooking the ocean. Everything—the furniture, the walls, the floors—was decorated in white. What wasn’t white was clear glass, as shiny and tranquil as the ocean just beyond the windows.

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