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Chapters (67)
  1. Cover
  2. Back Cover Text
  3. Praise
  4. About the Author
  5. Booklist
  6. Dedication
  7. Prologue
  8. Chapter 1
  9. Chapter 2
  10. Chapter 3
  11. Chapter 4
  12. Chapter 5
  13. Chapter 6
  14. Chapter 7
  15. Chapter 8
  16. Chapter 9
  17. Chapter 10
  18. Chapter 11
  19. Chapter 12
  20. Chapter 13
  21. Chapter 14
  22. Chapter 15
  23. Chapter 16
  24. Chapter 17
  25. Chapter 18
  26. Chapter 19
  27. Chapter 20
  28. Chapter 21
  29. Chapter 22
  30. Chapter 23
  31. Chapter 24
  32. Chapter 25
  33. Chapter 26
  34. Chapter 27
  35. Chapter 28
  36. Chapter 29
  37. Chapter 30
  38. Chapter 31
  39. Chapter 32
  40. Chapter 33
  41. Chapter 34
  42. Chapter 35
  43. Chapter 36
  44. Chapter 37
  45. Chapter 38
  46. Chapter 39
  47. Chapter 40
  48. Chapter 41
  49. Chapter 42
  50. Chapter 43
  51. Chapter 44
  52. Chapter 45
  53. Chapter 46
  54. Chapter 47
  55. Chapter 48
  56. Chapter 49
  57. Chapter 50
  58. Chapter 51
  59. Chapter 52
  60. Chapter 53
  61. Chapter 54
  62. Chapter 55
  63. Chapter 56
  64. Chapter 57
  65. Chapter 58
  66. Epilogue
  67. Acknowledgments

His lips were now getting dangerously close and her heart felt as if it were about to explode. Was she ready for this? How well did she know him? How could she be sure what this really meant to him? To her?

His lips moved closer.

Colette dropped her chin seconds before Luca’s mouth would have met hers.

She wanted to kiss him, she really did, but so much fear accompanied the excitement, and at that moment the former had won out.

“I’m sorry,” she apologized, mortified. “I can’t...”

“It’s OK,” Luca assured, as he took her hand in his and kissed her knuckles slowly. “There is no rush.”

Chapter 28

Now

Colette’s eyes opened blearily and she forced herself up from where she lay against the side of the bath.

She’d drifted off at some point after her tears had drained her.

There was silence on the other side of the door and she wondered what time it was.

Ed was more than likely at work now. Had he called the office to let them know she wasn’t going to be in this morning or that she would be late?

She got to her feet and unlocked the door. In the bedroom the curtains were still drawn. She walked to where she’d left her phone beside the bed and checked the time. It was just after ten o’clock.

She ran her fingers through her hair and sighed as she flopped down onto the bed. She’d made such a scene. She was going to have to apologize to Ed.

Quickly slipping out of her nightgown, Colette headed back to the bathroom to shower. As she stood under the warm jets of water, her hand slid over her flat stomach and she imagined what it would be like to smooth her hand over one with life inside it. How it would feel to have a child moving around, the feeling of little kicks against her hand. She wanted that so much.

She turned off the water, determined to put it out of her mind.

She dressed in jeans and a light cashmere knit, and the gurgling of her stomach reminded her it was long past breakfast time. Going downstairs, she heard Ed’s voice still in the house. What was he doing still home? He should be at the office by now. She moved toward the sound and stopped in the doorway of the kitchen.

“I should have more information soon,” he was saying. “No, I think that should be enough for now. But let me know of any further developments.”

Another business deal, Colette mused, as she stepped inside the room.

Ed noticed her immediately and moved to end the call. “Great, thanks, just make sure to keep me up to date.”

“What are you still doing home?” she asked.

“I took the day off.” He smiled.