The Duke's New Year's Resolution / Quade's Babies: The Duke's New Year's Resolution. Merline Lovelace
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Название: The Duke's New Year's Resolution / Quade's Babies: The Duke's New Year's Resolution
Автор: Merline Lovelace
Издательство: HarperCollins
Жанр: Современные любовные романы
isbn: 9781408915714
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“My father doesn’t believe I can make it on my own,” she said finally. “I’m determined to prove him wrong.”
“I see.” Marco thought about that for a moment. “This is the father who taught you to play chess?”
“One and the same.”
“He underestimates your killer instinct. I have your measure now, however. You won’t win this evening as easily as you did this morning.”
She couldn’t resist the challenge. “Maybe we should up the stakes.”
“Maybe we should. What do you suggest?”
Laughing, she waggled her brows. “Ever play strip chess?”
She was kidding. Mostly. And completely unprepared when Marco dug into his jacket pocket.
One handed, he flipped up his cell phone and punched a speed-dial button. His conversation was in Italian, but Sabrina caught enough to experience a sudden shortness of breath.
“The meeting took longer than anticipated,” he informed his housekeeper. “There’s no need for you to wait for our return.”
He listened a moment and nodded.
“That will be fine. Thank you. I’ll see you tomorrow. Ciao.”
The phone went back into his jacket pocket. The slow, predatory smile he gave Sabrina told her the night ahead could prove extremely interesting!
Chapter Six
Marco lost one of his loafers in the first game. He forfeited its mate in the second.
“I’ve never seen such unorthodox moves,” he protested. “You sacrificed a queen and a knight to gain a pawn.”
“Thus opening the back door for my bishop. Stop whining and pay up.”
He gave a huff of laughter and kicked off the loafer. As they reset the chess pieces for the next game, Sabrina calculated how many additional wins she’d have to score before she had him naked.
Socks, two.
Jeans, one pair.
One each belt, silky black pullover and, presumably, briefs.
Good thing they’d cut the two-minutes-per-move time limit down to one. Anticipation was putting her into a fast burn.
Anticipation, and the fact that they were alone in the villa. Stretched out on the plush Turkish rug in the library. With one of Vivaldi’s violin concerti coming through the speakers and glasses of wine within easy reach. Since she hadn’t had to resort to the painkillers after that first, powerful dose yesterday afternoon, she was enjoying the full-bodied red made from grapes grown in the Irpinia hills outside Naples.
They’d dispensed with the table and placed the chessboard on the carpet. Sabrina sat with her back against the sofa and her foot propped on a folded cushion. Marco sat cross-legged opposite her. He’d raked his fingers through his hair after one of her more outrageous moves. No longer neat and combed straight back, it showed more curl in the dark, disordered waves.
She itched to reach across the board and comb her hand through those waves. Or feather a finger along the dark sweep of his eyebrow. Or…
“Your move.”
With a start, she saw he’d opened with queen’s knight to a6. She advanced her king’s pawn and the hunt was on.
She lost that game and paid with one of her beaded ballet slippers. They played to a draw on the next. Then Marco claimed her other shoe and she retaliated in the next game by crushing him with five moves.
“Ha! Take that!”
She expected him to peel off a sock or yield his belt. Instead, he dragged his black pullover over his head.
Sabrina’s throat went bone dry. She’d snuggled against that broad chest each time Marco had carried her. Snuggling was good. She’d enjoyed snuggling. Seeing his upper half naked and in the flesh was better.
Her heart hammering, she let her gaze roam over the wide shoulders, the muscled pecs, the scattering of dark hair that swirled around his nipples and arrowed down toward his flat belly.
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