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“What I know,” he said, “is that we aren’t done with this.”
“Done with what?” Anna gathered herself together. “Look. It’s been—it’s been—”
“Sì,” he said in a low voice, “it has. But it isn’t over.” He let go of her, reached for the phone, held it out. “Call your office. Call whoever needs to be called. Tell them you’ll be gone a week.”
Anna looked at her lover. At the phone in his outstretched hand. Arrogant wasn’t the word to describe him. It didn’t even come close. No one had told her what to do since she’d turned eighteen. Hell, she’d stopped listening to those who’d tried long before that.
And now this man, this impossible, tough-and-tender man thought he could step into her life with orders and demands?
“Anna.” Draco kissed her. Gently. Tenderly. “Per favore, mio amore,” he said softly. “I beg you. Stay with me this week.”
Anna stared into his eyes. Took a deep breath. Took the telephone from him.
And made the call.
They ate bowls of delicious pasta. Showered. Then Draco said he wanted to show her his Rome.
“I hate to say it,” he told her, “but it’s time to get dressed.”
Dressed in what?
Anna groaned as she looked at the clothes she’d left on a chair in his bedroom. “Oh no,” she whispered.
Draco, who was zipping up a pair of chino trousers, looked at her.
“What’s wrong, cara?”
“If there’s anything worse than wearing the same stuff two days in a row—”
“Ah,” he said. “That.”
“Yes. That. I don’t even have a change of underwear.”
“But you do.”
“I do?”
His smile was as smug as any she’d ever seen.
“Sì. Your clothes, your makeup—although why you’d put gunk on such a beautiful face is beyond me—all of that is here.”
Anna stared at him. “Here?”
“Of course. I took care of it.”
“You took—”
“Anna,” Draco said gently, “stop repeating what I say. Yes, I took care of it. I arranged for the hotel to pack for you and my driver to bring your luggage here. My housekeeper put everything in the dressing room. Didn’t you notice?”
“Well, no. But then, I didn’t expect …” She paused. “Let me get this straight. You made all these arrangements without asking me?”
Draco slipped on a white cotton shirt, did up most of the buttons, then folded back the sleeves.
“What was there to ask? I knew you would want your belongings.”
“Did you also know I’d be amenable to staying here instead of at my hotel?”
“Amenable. Lady lawyer talk,” he said, smiling as he reached for her.
