The Marriage He Must Keep by Dani Collins

The Marriage He Must Keep by Dani Collins

Author:Dani Collins [Collins, Dani]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 2015-12-16T16:00:00+00:00


CHAPTER EIGHT

“YOU’RE LEAVING?” SHE SNAPPED out of her sleepy state, forgetting about crawling back into their warm bed and rekindling that close feeling from last night, so angry, so betrayed, she could only stand there hugging her arms across this stupid, flimsy nightgown she’d let him lift last night.

“If you hold off reacting until—”

“Don’t tell me not to react! Failing to tell you how I felt left me stuck in London with the wrong baby! No, Sandro. Not fair,” she railed. “You’re treating me like a woman you picked up for the night, tearing out of here without even a promise to call.”

“I’m going downstairs,” he said through his teeth. “For breakfast. You don’t trust me at all, do you?” He was affronted, glaring as though he really expected better of her.

So maybe she was going zero to sixty and should slow down. “You’re not going into the city?”

His gaze shuttered and he tugged the cuff of his suit coat. “Not until later.”

She moved to pick up the silky wrap that matched her nightgown, pulling it on in a swirl and tying it off. “I’m not a bitch to be left in the kennel, you know.” Oh, it felt good to say what she thought. “What was that?” She pointed with accusation at the twisted sheets. “Was it just something to sweeten me up so I wouldn’t be upset this morning?”

“You started that,” he shot back. “And I am more than happy to stage a do-over if it will sweeten you up.”

She glared daggers into him, letting him see every last ounce of her fury.

The tails of his suit jacket bunched over his wrists as he pushed his hands in his pockets, but he wasn’t as unperturbed as he was trying to pretend. His hands had formed fists in those pockets and his jaw was like iron. He was just as mad and refusing to show it.

“I wasn’t going to leave this room until I’d spoken to you,” he said, tone pithy, then firm. “I’d like you to come down, too, as soon as you can be ready.”

“Why?” She glanced at the clock. “It’s not even seven.”

“I know, but Nonno is making an announcement once everyone else comes down. I want us there when he does. We’re not going back to the town house, cara. We’re living here from now on.”

“What?” Of all the things he might have said... “Are you serious?” She moved to the bed and sank onto the edge, drawing the blankets over her legs, feeling cold. Stunned. “Really? What about...?” She couldn’t even compute how many people this would affect. “This is not going to halt a mutiny,” she told him.

“I was shocked when he suggested it last night, too. I only asked him whether he thought he’d set up false expectations, letting Giacomo move in when he was campaigning for election. He hadn’t expected them to stay on, he said, or that my cousins would inveigle their way into moving in, but...they’re family. He sees now that his generosity has created a gray area.



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