St Piran's: Italian Surgeon, Forbidden Bride (2011) - Plot & Excerpts
She was dressed in a loose T-shirt, shorts that left shapely legs bare from mid-thigh down, and a pair of trainers, her vibrant curls restrained in a ponytail. He never tired of looking at her. Taking a sip of his coffee, he waited for her to finish her routine. It was the August bank holiday weekend and they both had two days off. Jessica had been in his house for two weeks. She’d protested, but there had never been any question in his mind about where she should stay. He couldn’t let her camp in her office. She’d wanted to pay rent, he’d said no, but they’d compromised and she made a contribution towards food and supplies. She’d also set rules. No touching. And nothing more than a platonic friendship. He’d agreed. Sort of. Temporarily. If setting them and keeping things on a friendly footing was what Jessica needed to begin with, he would play along. For now. That she’d felt the need to make rules at all proved she felt the same electric awareness he did. He was using the time to gain Jessica’s trust and continuing to get her used to his touch.
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