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Название: Modern Romance October 2019 Books 1-4
Автор: Кейт Хьюит
Издательство: HarperCollins
Жанр: Короткие любовные романы
Серия: Mills & Boon Series Collections
isbn: 9781474097628
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Aurora wanted to help, and so she thought about what Marianna would do—she would pack, of course, except Nico had not even unpacked.
‘What are you doing?’ he asked as he came out of the bathroom with a towel around his waist to the sight of Aurora going through his wardrobe.
‘Finding a black suit…’
‘I can manage.’
‘And a black tie…’
‘Aurora, go back to work—get on with your job.’
‘Work?’ She swung around and looked at him aghast. ‘How selfish of you! Do you really think we can all carry on working now? We have lost someone too.’
‘Cut me some slack, Aurora. I’m not thinking straight.’
He was hanging on by his fingernails even as she turned away in that red dress with tears streaming down her face. It dizzied his mind.
Where the hell was the calm wife from their game? The one who’d pour him a drink and leave him to spend these first moments on earth without his father alone.
Where was the demure woman who would accept his silence and lack of outward grief?
He would like to take Aurora back to bed, right now. To close the drapes and to weep.
‘Oh, Nico…’
She was crying again and, frankly, he would have liked to join her.
‘Aurora, go back to the hotel. I am going to make some phone calls and then I will be flying back to Silibri.’
‘I’ll go and pack.’ Aurora nodded. Now her phone was ringing. She saw that it was Pino, but did not answer. ‘They will all have heard and be wondering what to do.’ She looked from her phone to Nico. ‘Shall I meet you back at the hotel?’
‘Sorry?’ He really was not thinking straight. ‘Why?’
‘Nico, we will be returning to Silibri with you, of course.’
‘Aurora, what you guys do is up to you—but I need to get back now.’
‘So do we scramble to get a flight and the cuccette while you fly in your big plush helicopter alone?’
He sighed, defeated. ‘Of course not.’
His driver offered condolences, and in the hotel lobby stood Marianna, looking grim. There too were the Silibri contingent, all dressed in black.
‘No one is better prepared for death than a Sicilian,’ Aurora commented.
Even in grief she could still make him smile.
‘Royalty travel with black outfits too,’ Nico pointed out.
‘Not always,’ Aurora said, and Nico gave a soft laugh.
She disappeared and returned fifteen minutes later, showered and changed, wearing no make up, and he could tell there had been a fresh batch of tears.
Those stunning locks had been washed and her hair was now pulled back in a severe low bun. Her dress was black, as were her shoes, and those gorgeous legs were encased in black stockings.
Yes, these Sicilians were more prepared for death than the Queen of England. And none of them had ever been in a helicopter, which meant there were a lot of shouts and nervous laughter as they took off.
The Silibri contingent had been to Rome but now they were returning.
And they were bringing their Nico home.
‘CONDOGLIANZE…’
One by one they took his hand and kissed his cheeks, but all Nico wanted was for this day to be over and then never to have to return to the place that had brought him so much grief.
As the last member of his family, Nico stood alone. There was just this line-up to get through, he told himself. And then his duty would be almost done.
There was to be a small gathering back at the house and then he could return to Rome.
‘Le mie più sentite condoglianze,’ Pino said.
‘Thank you for all you did for him,’ Nico said.
Aurora was just a couple of people down the line. Soon her hand would find his.
‘Condoglianze,’ Francesca said. ‘Nico, he is at peace.’
‘I know—thank you.’
Where was his own peace, though? Nico thought, for his head felt like a warzone.
‘Nico…’ Aurora said.
There was his peace.
A small moment of it in the chaos of a turbulent day.
Her hand took his and he closed his fingers around hers, causing her to look down at their hands rather than up at his face.
‘Condoglianze,’ she said.
‘Grazie,’ he responded, but he did not let her hand go.
She leant forward and kissed his cheek and it was as cool as marble against hers. She kissed the other and then looked at his beautiful mouth, now so pale.
‘He thought a lot of you,’ Nico told her.
I did it all for you, Nico. I know what Geo did, and I did not respect him for that. But he is…was…your father. Though it was hard at times, I always tried to respect that. I took care of Geo as I would have had you been my husband.
She did not say that, of course. ‘I thought a lot of him too,’ was her gentle response.
‘Thanks for all your help with the arrangements.’
‘Of course,’ Aurora said.
It was, for Aurora, as simple as that. Of course she would be there for him.
Marianna, who had thought she knew everything there was to know about Nico’s life, did not quite know how things were done down here.
Aurora had sat in the house during the vigil, as the villagers came, stayed and went.
That was not the role of a PA.
And Aurora had sat with Nico when he had asked the priest not to speak too much of a Geo having had a loving marriage to Maria, СКАЧАТЬ