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The Italian Billionaire's Christmas Miracle. Catherine Spencer
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isbn 9781408967836
Автор произведения Catherine Spencer
Жанр Контркультура
Серия Mills & Boon Modern
Издательство HarperCollins
“Apparently not.” Nevertheless, a sweet, ridiculous pleasure sang through Arlene’s blood that he’d cared enough to send her flowers in the first place.
“Pretty good at dishing out orders, though. I suppose I’d better give him a call and let him know you’re feeling better.”
She retrieved the notepad from the desk, punched in one of the numbers he’d written down, and almost immediately began, “Hi, it’s Gail Weaver…. Yes, I know what time it is…. Well I did, as soon as she woke up…Just now…Well, I will, if you’ll stop interrupting and let me finish a sentence…! No, she says she doesn’t need them…. Because she’s a grown woman, Mr. Silvaggio de Whatever, which means she, and not you, gets to decide what she puts in her mouth…. I don’t know. I’ll ask her.”
She held the phone at arm’s length. “Do you feel up to talking to his lordship, Arlene?” she inquired, loud enough for half the people in the hotel to hear.
Arlene nodded, unable to keep a straight face. When was the last time anyone had spoken to him like that, she wondered.
“Hello, Domenico,” she said, picking up the handset on the bedside table.
“I hear you’re recovered.” Seductive baritone verging on bass, his voice stroked sinfully against her ear and vibrated the length of her body. “I’m greatly relieved.”
“Thank you, both for your concern and for the flowers. If a woman has to suffer a migraine, waking up to pink roses does make it a little easier to bear.”
“I’m glad you’re enjoying them.”
A pause hummed along the line, which she took to mean the conversation was at an end. “Well, I’ll say good night, then—”
He cut her off before she could finish. “Arlene, I blame myself for what happened today. Expecting you to work as long as others who are used to our climate was unforgivable of me, and I apologize.”
“There’s no need. You heard my friend Gail, a moment ago. I’m a grown woman. I could, and should have spoken sooner. As it was, I put you to a great deal of trouble at a time when you’ve got your hands full with the harvest. It won’t happen again.”
“Are you saying you’ve changed your mind, and won’t be returning to the vineyard?”
“Of course not. I’ll be there tomorrow morning at eight—at least, I will unless you’ve changed your mind.”
“Not at all,” he said, his voice dropping almost to a purr. “Until tomorrow morning, then.”
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