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