Mister Irresistible: Bachelor International Book 2 by Me Tara Sue

Author:Me, Tara Sue
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781950017263
Publisher: After Six Publishing
Published: 2021-05-17T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 15

Wren

I stared at the young child in shock. Papa? Had she just called Luca, Papa?

He didn’t look my way, but rather focused all his attention on the little girl, swinging her up in his arms in a big hug. “Gemma, tesoro. I’m sorry I was gone so long. I missed you so.”

“You can’t go away for such a long time ever again.” She pulled her head back from where she had it buried in his chest and placed a small hand on each of his cheeks as she spoke. “Promise me, Papa.”

“I’ll do my best.”

“Sorry, Luca.” The woman who’d been standing in the doorway had made it to where we stood. “I tried to keep her with me until you made it inside, but as soon as she realized it was you, there was no stopping her.”

“I’m a wiggly worm,” Gemma said with a giggle and adding a demonstration, twisting this way and that. “See?”

“I see, tesoro.” Luca kissed her cheek and still kept hold of her. “Have you been behaving for Auntie Maria?”

Auntie Maria. I’d thought the woman looked like Luca. She must be his sister. Where was the little girl’s mother? Luca wasn’t married, was he? How old was Gemma? Was she his daughter? I tried to do the math in my head, but I couldn’t settle the questions in my head long enough to form an answer.

“Mostly.” Gemma wrinkled her nose. “She told Grandmama that I was a handful, but she’s wrong, isn’t she, Papa? I’m two handfuls. It even takes you two hands to hold me.”

Luca laughed in a way I’d never seen. “Yes, you’re definitely two handfuls. Maybe three.”

“Silly Papa. No one has three hands,” she said, and then turned her head toward me, her eyes so similar to Luca’s they took my breath. “Who are you?”

“This is Wren,” Luca jumped in to answer, and I realized I’d been standing there, looking at the father and daughter in front of me. “She’s from Boston, and she’s going to write about our move.”

“Hello, Wren,” Gemma said. “My name is Gemma, I’m four, and I don’t want to move to Boston.” She turned her face back to Luca. “She can write that in her story.”

“Hello, Gemma.” I held out my hand, and she took it with a big smile and an exaggerated shake. “I’m Wren, and if I lived here, I wouldn’t want to move to Boston, either.”

Her eyes grew big. “Really?”

“Really,” I replied.

Luca gave me a look I translated to mean, you aren’t helping, but I didn’t care. It was the truth. Besides, I had so many thoughts running around in my head, I didn’t have the mental strength to use a filter.

Satisfied her papa was home, Gemma wiggled out of his arms, took a piece of chalk from a pocket in her dress, and starting drawing on the drive at our feet.

Luca asked his sister a question in hushed, rapid Italian. Was he trying to keep me or Gemma from overhearing? It wasn’t clear. Not wanting to intrude, I turned my focus to Gemma’s doodles.

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