Stealing Venice: Book 1 by Anna Eriksson Bendewald

Author:Anna Eriksson Bendewald [Bendewald, Anna Eriksson]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 1973560224
Amazon: B01G99B27K
Publisher: Hudson-Ivy Press
Published: 2016-05-25T23:00:00+00:00

Vincenzo was looking for Giselle in the greenhouse when he saw her come out of the stable house and start across the courtyard toward the château. He paused in the shadow of the door awning and was about to call out again, but something about her manner left him uncomfortably mute. He’d seen Giselle obsessed when working on her sculptures before, but she was acting differently this time. Just as he was about to step out of the shadows, he saw Carolette come around from the stables and approach the same door Gigi had just exited.

“Markus?” Carolette called. Then she leaned against the outside wall furtively applying lipstick.

Markus was dressed only in a pair of pants as he opened the door. “Alo, Carolette.”

“I wanted to come get you. We’re making dinner up at the house.” She used the tip of a finger to wipe the edge of her lip.

“Oh, it looked like you came to offer me lipstick.” He eyed the cosmetic tube in her hand.

She capped the tube and slipped it between her breasts into her bra. “No, but you can have a taste of mine if you like.” She licked her lips and puckered them.

“You have a very safe storage place for your cosmetics.” He laughed and made no move to accept her offered kiss.

She eyed his washboard abs. “You must do a lot of sit ups, Markus.”

Auguste approach the outbuildings toting a bucket of cleaned fish, and Vincenzo fell into step with him. As they got to the stable house, Auguste said, “Hey you two, dinner isn’t going to make itself, and I’m hungry. Come on up to the kitchen and let’s get this party started.”

Markus answered, “I will be up after I put my shirt and shoes on,” and disappeared inside.

Carolette joined them in the walk to the château, chatting away as she always did. But Vincenzo’s mind was on what Giselle had been doing in the stable house with Markus. She was probably talking to him about the sculpture; after all it was her favorite subject.

Soon everyone was in the kitchen having a good time, and Giselle seemed to be her normal self, enjoying her friends. They all got busy making salads and dips, and his mother was in her glory working the grill on the patio just beyond the back door. Juliette had every early-fall vegetable imaginable on skewers and was brushing marinade on them, the roasted smoke acting as the ultimate appetizer. Fabrice stepped beside Juliette to place the fish on the grill, and Laetitia helpfully squeezed lemons and sprinkled salt over them.

Fauve stood next to Vincenzo, making neat little disks of goat cheese. He took each disk and rolled it in a bowl of chopped hazelnuts before setting them on a tray of salad toppings. He kept an eye on Markus, who was working with Carolette scraping cooked eggplants from their blackened skins. She was in full flirt mode trying to seduce him.

Giselle turned from the stove and announced, “I’ve got the onions sautéed.

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