Harlequin Presents November 2018--Box Set 1 of 2 by Sharon Kendrick

Author:Sharon Kendrick
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 2018-01-15T00:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER THREE

THE LIMOUSINE WAS sleek and almost silent as it glided away from the hospital and onto the city streets.

Molly avoided looking at Pietro sitting beside her. Doubt about their relationship filled her. She told herself it would cease with time and familiarity. Yet it was unnerving. She didn’t feel up to breaking the silence, especially after the wearing bustle of departing from the hospital. It was scary how weak she felt. How isolated from everyone.

She peered ahead of her, hoping for a sight of something, anything that might jog a memory.

There was nothing. Her heart sank as the car made its way through a city that was unfamiliar to her.

It’s too soon. They all said not to expect anything yet.

But she couldn’t push aside the unpalatable cocktail of excitement, fear and impatience. She’d hoped that once she got out of the hospital room, that had become both prison and refuge, memories would crowd back.

The sun shone and it was a warm day, judging by the clothes of the people on the street. In the air-conditioned car it felt cool. Or maybe that was because of the stilted atmosphere here behind the privacy screen that separated the driver from his passengers.

There’d been no ecstatic reunion with her husband. Nothing but a guarded kindness. Such as when he’d come to her bed last night and held her hand till she’d fallen asleep.

There hadn’t even been a kiss!

What sort of marriage did they have?

She wasn’t scared of Pietro. She’d never have gone with him if that were the case. But still he made her feel edgy.

Molly told herself he was simply a man who didn’t show his feelings in public, and there’d been staff fussing about them all morning. Even the head of the hospital had made an appearance, shaking Signor Agosti’s hand and all but bowing them out of the building.

Besides, Molly was injured. It was natural Pietro would treat her carefully rather than sweep her into his arms and kiss her senseless.

Her cheeks fired at the idea. How would it feel, being scooped up against that hard, lean body?

She’d dreamed of him in the night, of his hand holding hers as she lay in her narrow hospital bed. In her dream that hard, gentle hand had touched her elsewhere, exploring thoroughly, driving her wild with an urgent, carnal hunger. Molly had woken, damp between the legs and hot all over, in an empty room.

Was that memory or imagination? Pietro knew her body well enough to describe her appendix scar. Maybe what she’d considered an erotic dream was a memory. Perhaps it was part of her brain’s reawakening.

‘How are you doing?’ Pietro’s deep voice set off a shuddery response inside Molly, as if she was still in the grip of that erotic dream. ‘Is the temperature okay for you?’

Her blush intensified because he’d noticed it.

That was another thing: Pietro watched her continually. Molly told herself it was good that he was concerned for her comfort and so solicitous.

‘It’s just right. Thanks.

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