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Seven fifteen, Sabrina thought as she looked at her watch. She promised Andre she would meet him and his client for supper at seven and she was not only late, but she hadn’t taken the time to freshen up. Her design was finished though, so there was some progress made that afternoon, but not the kind that would satisfy her future husband.Sabrina pulled her purse out of the bottom drawer of her desk. She touched up her lipstick and ran a comb through her long dark hair before powdering her nose to dim the shine. Not horrible, she thought, but she could do with a fresh outfit. The one she was wearing was wrinkled from the long hours of sitting and kneeling at the feet of mannequins. Fortunately, she had several designs that had just been turned into three dimensional products. Even though she was not quite ready for the public to see them, she really didn’t have much of a choice. She hadn’t anticipated meeting Andre’s client for supper and hadn’t considered packing a bag when she left

After warming the water up once again, she sunk down beneath the steam and closed her eyes. Memories of Giovanni fought their way into her mind and she unwillingly surrendered to them. A smile curved her lips as she thought of the times they came to this very flat between breaks at school, unknown by its owner or their families. In fact, it was here, after soaking together in this very tub, that they had become lovers. Visions of romantic suppers and long walks along the Seine, drifted around her as she breathed in the warm fragrance of the bathroom. They had been the perfect couple. Everyone who knew them, thought they would be married by now, with at least one child…and not an heir. She fought the giggle that threatened to steal her composure at the thought of their love life, and the awkward way they moved past the first stages of intercourse.Susan Griffin, Sabrina’s best friend at Oxford, had drug her to what she called a specialty party, where she was subjected to an eye-openin

“I know this is none of my business,” Marie said, as she stepped up behind her and laid a gentle hand on her shoulder, “but if it were me, I’d keep my plans. Your family is expecting you and his mother doesn’t even know anything about the arrangements. That makes your family first in line for your attention.”“I’d better not,” she said sadly. “I don’t want to cause any more problems.”“To hell with the problems,” Marie said boldly. “You’ve turned your family down time and again, and for what? For him to tell you what a waste of time your hobby is. You have the world looking at you, waiting for your next show. Are you going to throw everything you’ve worked so hard for away, just because of a self-centered, egotistical…”“Hello?” a man’s voice called out from the outer office.“Man,” Marie finished as Giovanni stepped through the door. He removed his sunglasses to adjust to the dimmer lighting and smiled at the two women who stared at him blankly. Marie nearly choked as she tried to s

“There’s your daddy,” the grey-haired woman said as she turned to see Giovanni and Sabrina passed through the sliding glass doors. Sabrina smiled, noticing the resemblance between Giovanni and his daughter. Her hair was as dark as his and her skin the same soft olive complexion. She had big brown eyes and little pink cheeks and she called out to her father the moment she spotted him.Giovanni’s face instantly lit up as he set the bags down next to the boarding counter and reached out to the child, as she ran to him. He kissed her cheek and rubbed noses with her before turning to Sabrina.“Sweetheart, this is my friend. Sabrina this is my daughter Olivia.” The child smiled instantly and reached out to Sabrina, nearly jumping out of her father’s embrace.“Mummy,” she said as Sabrina braced herself from tipping backward on her high heels.“This isn’t Mummy,” Giovanni said sternly. “Sabrina. Olivia say Sabrina.”“Mummy,” Olivia replied hugging Sabrina’s neck.“It’s alright,” Sabrina sai

Several long moments passed by before Captain Davies’ voice came over the speaker, causing them to pull apart, but only a little.“We’ll be landing at Heathrow in a few minutes,” the voice said. “Please buckle your seatbelts and prepare for landing.”“I guess that’s our cue to sit down,” Sabrina said in a shaky voice.“I wouldn’t care if the plane dropped out of the sky right now, so long as I didn’t have to let you go.”“I suppose we do have a few minutes,” she whispered, then gasped when he lifted her in his arms and carried her to the sofa she had been sitting on. Olivia was still sleeping soundly as Giovanni laid the woman on the cushions, pinning her against them with his weight. Sabrina was amazed at how familiar, and how comfortable, it felt to be in his arms again. All thoughts of marriage and fiancées flew from her mind as his lips trailed a heated path down her neck to her collarbone, his hand slipping beneath her tank top. Her heart was pounding, and her stomach was twist