Modern Romance February 2020 Books 5-8. Natalie Anderson

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      The ballroom had been transformed into an even glitzier spectacle by the time Orla hurried through its doors. The main lights had dimmed so the only illumination came from the glittering chandeliers. The DJ had started playing music but the dance floor was empty.

      The fear gripping her heart tightened when she saw her sister’s face.

      ‘Tonino Valente was asking questions about Finn’s father,’ Aislin whispered when she reached her.

      Terrified she was going to cry, Orla blinked frantically.

      Sympathy and understanding washed over her sister’s face. ‘It’s him, isn’t it?’

      All she could do was nod.

      ‘He knows?’

      Pulling her lips in tightly, she nodded again. Tonino had taken one look at Finn and recognised him as his own.

      ‘What are you going to do?’

      ‘I don’t know.’ For three years she’d waited for the memories to return, assuming that, once she had them back, she would enlist her sister’s help and set off to find Finn’s father. She would have had time to prepare herself.

      Never in her wildest dreams had she imagined a scenario like this.

      Behind Aislin, Dante approached them.

      His presence brought some much-needed sanity to Orla’s frazzled nerves.

      Whatever happened, she mustn’t lose sight that this was their big day. If Aislin so much as suspected the fear in Orla’s heart then everything would be ruined. She wouldn’t hesitate to cancel the party or the honeymoon.

      Flinging her arms around her, Orla held her sister tightly. ‘I need to settle my nerves but I’m going to be fine. I promise. Now stop worrying about me and enjoy your party.’

      On cue, the DJ called for the bride and groom to take to the dance floor.

      ‘Go,’ Orla urged, kissing Aislin’s cheek. She was rewarded with a kiss in return.

      While Dante led Aislin onto the dance floor, Orla took Finn out of his wheelchair and put him in his walker, a wonderful device Dante had bought for him that kept him secure and allowed him to use his legs to get himself about. She had to be careful with the amount of time he used it as he tired easily, but she knew he would want to get on the dance floor with the other children.

      As soon as he was in it he started bouncing with glee. His ‘girlfriend’ the bridesmaid shot over to admire him in it.

      Orla went with them to the edge of the dance floor with the other guests.

      Tears she’d been holding back filled her eyes again to see the love shining between the two people she loved so much. She didn’t need to pray for their love to be eternal. Aislin and Dante were made for each other.

      As the dance came to an end an arm brushed against hers. Her skin tingled.

      A spicy scent filled her nostrils. Her pulses surged. Her lungs tightened. A memory of pressing her nose into a strong neck and inhaling this scent flashed through her.

      ‘I give them six months.’

      She didn’t dare look at him. Somehow she managed to croak, ‘What?’

      ‘Their marriage. If Aislin has your blood in her veins then it won’t be long before her mask slips and Dante realises that beneath the pretty surface lies a black, deceitful heart.’ A huge hand closed on her wrist. ‘Dance with me.’

      She thought her knees were about to collapse beneath her.

      ‘Dance with me or I make a scene. Do you want to be responsible for ruining your brother and sister’s special day?’

      He gave her no further chance to answer. Before she knew it, Orla was being smoothly manhandled onto the dance floor and pulled against the hulking body of the only man she’d ever been intimate with.