Marcelli Sisters 3 - The Seductive One by Susan Mallery

Author:Susan Mallery
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Tags: Inheritance and Succession, Family-Owned Business Enterprises, Contemporary, Fiction, Romance, Grandfathers, Wineries, Vintners - California, Wine and Wine Making, Large Type Books, Sisters, California, General, Wine and Wine-Making, Love Stories
ISBN: 9780743443968
Publisher: Thorndike Press
Published: 2002-12-31T16:00:00+00:00

Dinner was the blur of courses that Brenna had promised. Colleen had rearranged the seating, putting Nic on her right and Brenna next to him. Lorenzo was at a different table, with his back to them.

“Save room for dessert,” Brenna said, leaning close to speak in his ear. “The Grands outdid themselves with this amazing cake they make. The cream filling is probably illegal, it’s so good.” She sighed. “I’ve been living here since March. I don’t dare get my cholesterol checked. As for dieting, forget it.”

His gaze dropped to her breasts, and he instantly remembered them bare and filling his hands. The memory expanded to include the sight of her, naked, flushed with need and riding him with an abandon that had left him so hard, he practically winced with pain. As far as he was concerned, there wasn’t a damn thing wrong with her body, except that it was too clothed and they weren’t alone.

He reached for his wine. The full-bodied Cabernet did nothing to stop the flow of blood south. In three seconds he was shifting uncomfortably in his seat.

He still hadn’t figured out how making love with Brenna fit in with his plan. His first thought had been that while it had been great, they probably shouldn’t do it again. But on second thought…

He reached for her hand and slid it across his thigh until her fingers encountered his erection. She looked at him, her eyes wide, her mouth slightly parted.

“What’s that all about?” she asked in a whisper.

He pressed his lips to her ear. “You naked, riding me to hell and back.”

She swallowed and pulled her hand free. “We can’t talk about this. My mother is right next to you.”

“I know. That makes it more exciting.”

She reached for her water glass. “You’re nothing but trouble.”

He leaned close again. “Tell me you’re not wet and I’ll shut up.”

She took a drink of water, deliberately turned her back, and started speaking with the man on her other side. Nic chuckled. While Brenna was pretending to ignore him, he ran his finger down her spine. He was rewarded by a slight shiver and goose bumps breaking out on her arm.

Nearly an hour later, as the plates were being cleared, Marco stood up. The crowd quieted. He picked up a microphone from a stand by the table and walked to the front of the tent.

“I would like to thank all of you for coming to help our family celebrate. Engagements and weddings are always special, but Italian weddings”—he grinned—“they’re events.”

Everyone laughed.

“The Marcelli family has a long, proud history.”

Marco outlined the founding of the winery, omitting any reference to the connection with the Giovanni family or the feud that had occurred. As Nic listened, he glanced at those in attendance. Lorenzo had turned his chair to face his son, but never glanced in Nic’s direction. Mia winked when he caught her eye and Katie smiled. Even Grandma Tessa raised a glass of wine in his direction.

His plan to buy Marcelli Wines had been born nearly ten years ago.

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