Roman Reunion (Destination: Desire) by Crystal Jordan

Author:Crystal Jordan [Jordan, Crystal]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: exotic, Italy, vacation, erotic, Rome, reunion
Publisher: Samhain Publishing, Ltd.
Published: 2014-09-01T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Seven

Tate took a swig of beer and watched Giovanni across the large pizza they shared. Gio had decided he needed to escape all the family and wedding chaos, so he’d shown up unannounced at Tate’s door. Luckily, he’d stayed in Karen’s room the night before and had just returned to his own room to shower and change. They’d invited her to join them, but she’d waved them off and gone to help Valentina deal with her family of drama-queens.

He hated to admit it to himself, but he wasn’t sure if Karen was happy or disappointed to lose a day alone with him. The wedding was tomorrow, and he’d managed to invite himself along on all Karen’s tourist excursions. He’d also ruthlessly steered her toward places they’d visited together, places where they’d gotten to know each other, where they’d fallen in love. If reminding her how good they’d once been together made her start thinking they might be good together again, then all the better.

He’d also asked for her input on a few things he wanted to do with his law firm. Not much and not often, because there was a delicate balance between wanting her to know her opinion mattered to his future plans, and making her continue to think he was like his father and couldn’t shut off the obsessive workaholic side of himself long enough to enjoy a vacation. Tricky. Very tricky.

As if he’d read Tate’s mind, Gio asked, “How’s the campaign going?”

Pretending not to know what his friend was talking about, Tate raised an eyebrow. “The campaign?”

“To win back your wife, of course.”

Tate sighed. “I have no idea.”

“Come on, amico mio.” Gio’s glance was scolding. “I’ve seen the looks, the touching when you thought no one was looking. You’re trying to get her back. Don’t lie.”

“I’m not lying and I’m not denying that I’m trying to reconcile with Karen.” Tate waved his beer bottle in a dismissive arc. “I’m telling you I have no idea how well it’s going.”

“Ah. I misunderstood.”

“Imagine that,” he drawled.

Giovanni was silent for a few minutes, taking a bite of his pizza and chewing slowly. A frown puckered his brow. “How can you not know?”

“Americans aren’t as good at reading women’s minds as Italians, apparently.”

He nodded sagely. “Yes, I’ve noticed it’s one of your countrymen’s many deficiencies.”

Tate couldn’t help a laugh. “Indeed.”

The other man narrowed his eyes. “You have slept together again.”

“I’m not giving you details, but yes. We have.” Often and in very creative positions. There was a sense of discovery and playfulness to their love making that hadn’t been there in years. God, it was amazing. Mind-blowing. And he needed to stop thinking about this or he was going to embarrass himself in public.

“Speaking of deficiencies…” Tate held his bottle of Nastro Azzurro aloft. “This is the best Italy has to offer for beer? Thank God for German imports, that’s all I can say.”

“It’s good!” Gio took a deep swig of his beer.

Tate shot his friend a pitying look. “Yeah, keep telling yourself that.

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