A Mother for the Italian's Twins by Margaret McDonagh

Author:Margaret McDonagh
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 2012-12-15T00:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER SEVEN

A FEW hours later Polly still felt shaky. And in shock. Not only because of the emotional turmoil of the last twenty-four hours that had brought her to breaking point but because of how wonderful Luca had been and the way she—who, thanks to Reg and her ex-husband, hated relinquishing control to anyone—had allowed him to take over without so much as a token protest.

Maybe somewhere deep in her subconscious she had known all the time that Luca would come after her. When the storm had hit, cutting her free from her moorings and plunging her into the very depths, it had been Luca who had rescued her, Luca who had held her safe in his arms, Luca who had refused to abandon her.

After leaving the Bridge Street flat, they had collected the twins from Carol. Polly’s heart had nearly broken all over again at the way the two little girls had shown such caring concern when their father had explained her presence and told them she wasn’t feeling well.

Luca’s house was a mile further along the road from where Oliver and Chloe lived in Gatehouse Cottage and Gabriel and Lauren lived in the manor house. In the past they had all belonged to a big estate which had long since been broken up. Set back from the quiet country road and surrounded by woods and farmland, Polly remembered how rundown Keeper’s Cottage had been the last time she’d seen it. Now, the two-storey whitewashed cottage with its slate roof and two squat chimneys had been lovingly renovated. Scarily, she had felt immediately at home.

While Rosie and Toni had watched a DVD and then eaten the supper their father had cooked, Polly had gratefully accepted Luca’s suggestion and had indulged in a long, leisurely soak in a hot, fragrant bath. She had emerged, dressed in unflattering but cosy pyjamas, in time to say goodnight to the girls who claimed a hug and a kiss.

‘Your phone rang,’ Luca told her, gesturing to her mobile that lay on the kitchen table where she had left it. ‘I saw Kate’s name come up on the display and thought she might worry if you didn’t answer. I just said that you were here and would phone back when you were free. I hope that’s OK.’

‘Thanks, Luca.’ The small gesture was kind and thoughtful to both Kate and herself…but a flush had warmed her cheeks as she wondered what Kate thought and if she was adding two plus two and making ten.

‘There’s plenty of Bolognese, Polly, and we have some blackcurrant cheesecake in the fridge,’ Luca had added, ushering his charges towards the stairs. ‘Help yourself to them, or anything else you want, while I get these two bathed and then to bed.’ He paused and met her gaze. ‘Then we’ll talk.’

So thankful was she for the opportunity to eat alone—especially with the irresistible temptation of dessert—that Polly gave Kate a quick call and

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