Silver Spoon Romeo by Jenny Gardiner

Author:Jenny Gardiner
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: contemporary romance, Modern Fairy Tale, Romantic comedy, winery, European royalty
Publisher: Jenny Gardiner Books
Published: 2017-06-12T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Fifteen

Sophie grabbed a seat as far away from Lorenzo as possible while remaining at the same six-top table. That was all fine and good until Tomasso insisted on seat assignments.

Gisele leaned in to whisper in her ear. “It’s so that Gareth and Justin can be closer to each other. You understand, right?”

Sophie heaved a sigh. Far be it from her to throw a wrench in the future Mr. and Mr. Justin Magruder. Or whatever that Gareth guy’s name was.

“Can you at least sit between me and the cranky one?”

“If we do that it messes up the whole seating flow,” she said. “Plus I want to be next to Tomasso. And I want to be right by Justin so I can eavesdrop on what’s going on.”

Sophie rolled her eyes. “Great. Leave me next to the guy who won’t talk to me all night. Perfect. Wake me when it’s done. I’ll be the one with crumbs all over my lap from gorging on breadsticks since I had nothing else to do.”

Gisele poked her. “Silly. He’ll be fine. I’ll get Tomasso to say something to him.”

“Ugh, I think that’ll make things worse. He’s like a skunk—the more you bother him the more you’ll live to regret it.”

“He doesn’t smell like a skunk, I can tell you that.”

Sophie had to give her that much. He smelled like a combination of hot, sexy man and hot, sexy man who was busted wanking off. Because she recognized whatever cologne he had on tonight was the same one that wafted from him that first afternoon... He was all dressed and ready for dinner when she’d first encountered him—more like when he encountered her. Maybe he was ready to go out afterward even, so he made sure he smelled great yet somehow took a detour back to his room afterward to take care of vital business...

Whatever it was, the woodsy, musky, citrusy smell of him instantly evoked images of a very naked Lorenzo and made her a little wistful that he wasn’t fair game. Because if he was, she would not only have sat next to him gladly but might have settled in his lap after a few drinks to get socially lubricated. Or more like physically lubricated.

Tomasso and Lorenzo spoke to the restaurant owner in Italian—that was another thing. Every word out of Lorenzo’s mouth was like verbal sex. It was arousing to listen to. She could listen to him talk all day long and mentally swoon as he did it. Of course it was much better when he spoke Italian because when he spoke to her in English, it was frequently less than pleasant. Whatever.

Gareth arrived and introductions were made all around. Sophie winked at Justin who looked happy as a bunny eating lettuce. Good. The man passed the looks test. Would be great if Justin would find a fun little Italian diversion for the next few weeks. Then they’d all be happy. Well, Justin and Gisele would be. And Sophie already was happy, what with her own show and all.

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