Susan Stephens by Italian Boss Proud Miss Prim

Author:Italian Boss, Proud Miss Prim [Italian Boss, Proud Miss Prim]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Published: 2012-06-03T21:49:33+00:00

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she said, turning. ‘Signorina Partilora was most disappointed that you weren’t here for her to deliver her message to you in person. Perhaps you’d like me to read it to you—’

‘No,’ he interrupted. ‘That’s OK. I can imagine…’

‘If you’re sure?’ Her eyes glinted.

‘Signorina Bannister,’ Rigo growled, ‘if I am any judge, I cannot imagine that such words would ever cross your lips.’

Then I might surprise you, Katie thought, flashing her innocent look. ‘I think it’s safe to say Signorina Partilora will not be working for you again,’ she told him mildly.

Rigo laughed. ‘What a relief. I have your cast-iron guarantee on that, do I?’

He was close enough to touch and her senses were ignited by his delicious man scent. If she could bottle that warm, clean, spicy aroma she’d make a fortune, Katie concluded. And then she would be able to walk away from a job she had no passion for.

‘The will?’ Rigo prompted.

‘Yes, of course.’ Her eyes stung with tears as she walked to the desk.

Because this was the end, Katie realised. It was the end of her Roman fantasy and the end of her fantasy life with Rigo—except she had no life with Rigo and she’d be going home after this.

Instead of sitting across from her Rigo came up behind her and put his hands on her shoulders. His touch was electric. Had he seen her eyes fill with tears? She couldn’t bear the humiliation.

‘I understand why you are upset and short tempered,’ he said, keeping his hands in place, ‘and you have every right to be angry with me. Please be assured my delay was necessary.’

She let her breath out slowly as he lifted his hands away and walked to the other side of the desk. She found it even harder to control her feelings when Rigo was nice to her, and now her nose was having a seizure, while her throat felt as if someone was standing on it. ‘Shall we start?’ she managed hoarsely.

‘Of course,’ he said.

She focused her attention on the legal documents in front of her, but the imprint of Rigo’s fingers on her shoulders remained. She had to remind herself Rigo was Italian and caresses came easily to him. Such shows of emotion were practically unheard of in Katie’s world—except perhaps under the office mistletoe at Christmas, when the ancient caretaker made sure she wasn’t left out and always gave her a peck on the cheek.

Rigo made a sign for her to begin.

Must he sprawl across the seat? Must he look quite so sexy even in repose?

In the best acting scene of her life, she began.

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