The Delicious De Campos. Дженнифер Хейворд

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СКАЧАТЬ of any number of issues our marriage had,” he corrected grimly. “Be that as it may, my father wants us back togther. He thinks the media coverage will go a long way toward stabilizing my image with the board, and he’s made it a condition in my having his support.”

      His father wanted her back in his life? She’d always believed Antonio De Campo had thought her far beneath his son, with her poor upbringing, but he had been too polite to say it.

      “My father thinks you’re a good influence on me.” He gave a wry half-smile that softened those newly hardened features of his. “He’s quite likely right about that.”

      “This is crazy.” Lillly shook her head and paced to the opposite end of the patio. “We aren’t even capable of pretending we’re a happily married couple.”

      “You have a short memory, Lilly.”

      His soft reprimand drew her gaze to his face.

      “Six months. That’s all I’m asking.”

      “I want a divorce,” she repeated, raising her voice as this insane conversation kept plowing forward. “What makes you think I would ever consider helping you?”

      He tilted his head to one side. “What are you afraid of? That we have way more unfinished business than you care to admit?”

      She squared her shoulders. “We are over, Riccardo. And this is not a good idea.”

      “It’s a great idea. Six months buys you your freedom.”

      “What other conditions has your father imposed?” she asked helplessly. “Are you to stop driving fast cars and dating international supermodels?”

      He scowled. “Not one of those rumors are true. There’s been no one since you.”

      She stiffened. “We all know there’s truth to the tabloids.”

      “Not one, Lilly.”

      “Riccardo,” she said desperately. “No.”

      He stalked over, invading her space. “What is it, tesoro? Got plans with Harry Taylor?”

      How did he know about Harry? They’d been so low-key as to be socially non-existent. “Yes,” she snapped. “I’d like to move on, and maybe you should do the same.”

      He lifted his hand and took her chin in his fingers. “You forget we made a vow, amore mio. ‘For richer and poorer, in sickness and in health...’”

      “That was before you broke it.”

      A dangerous glimmer entered his eyes. “I never slept with Chelsea Tate. We’ve had this conversation.”

      “We are never going to agree on that,” she bit out, throwing his words back at him. “Nor could we ever fake any real affection for each other. It would be laughable.”

      “Oh, but I think we could,” he murmured, lowering his head to hers. “Even the thought of me spanking you turns you on.”

      She pulled out of his grip. “Riccardo—”

      He slid a hand into her hair and brought her back. “You went there, Lilly. And so did I.”

      “No, I—”

      He smothered her reply with a kiss Lilly felt down to her toes, deep and sensuous. He didn’t bother with the preliminaries. He simply took—kissing her exactly the way he knew she liked it, using every weapon at his disposal. Lilly curled her fingers into his shirt, intending to push him away, but she didn’t quite seem to be able to do it.

      He pulled her closer, anchored her against him. “Ric—” she murmured as he changed angles and came back to her.

      “Shut up, Lilly,” he commanded, sliding his fingers up her bare arms and closing his mouth over hers.

      This time his kiss was softer, more persuasive than controlling, pleasurable rather than punishing. And something fell apart inside her. It had been too long since he’d kissed her like this, too long since she’d been in his arms, and God help her...of all the things they had not been good at, it hadn’t been this.

      “Dammit.” She grabbed a handful of shirt to steady herself. “This is not fair.”

      He slid a hand down over the curve of her hip and brought her body into full contact with his. The feel of his hard body against her made her shiver, remembering everything.

      “Nothing was ever fair between us. It was like a wild rollercoaster ride we couldn’t get enough of.”

      He shifted her between the hard muscles of his thighs and brought his mouth down on hers again with a look of pure intent. His rigid, pulsing arousal pressed against her, making Lilly ache all over.

      No, an inner voice warned. But all that came out was a groan.

      He dragged her even closer, a satisfied growl escaping his throat. “Open your mouth, Lil.”

      Caught up in the pure, hot sexual power he had over her, she obeyed. She didn’t think about the one hundred and fifty people downstairs, or even what a huge mistake this was. She just wanted this kiss, this magic, the hot intimacy of his tongue tangling with hers.

      Oh. She melted into him as her knees threatened to give way. It was like someone offering an alcoholic a double shot after months of abstinence. Pure hedonism. And she wrapped herself in it.

      A flash of light exploded around them. She stumbled backward, disoriented, blinking into the bright light that kept coming and coming.

      Riccardo cursed and pulled her away from the railing. “Dio. How did they get here?”

      “A photographer?” Lilly asked dazedly.

      He nodded.

      She touched her fingers to her mouth, still burning from his kiss. Riccardo had security everywhere. It didn’t make sense that a photographer would be able to get up here. “You planned that,” she said flatly. “You set that up for your father’s benefit.”

      “I set this party up for my father’s benefit,” he agreed darkly. “For the board’s benefit. Not that photo.”

      She pressed her palms to her temples. She didn’t want to be back here. She couldn’t go on walking around like a half-alive person, going through the motions but never really feeling anything. She needed this divorce.

      His face tightened. “What? Afraid the good doctor won’t understand a six-month hiatus?”

      She shook her head. “The answer is no. No, no and no.”

      He straighened his shirt and raked a hand through his hair. “We’ll make the announcement at ten.”

      She turned her back on him and started for the door.

      “I’ll give you the house.”

      She stopped in her tracks.

      “You’ve СКАЧАТЬ