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The fireman was quite attractive.

Big and bearded, he was the type of man who would get on with her father. He lived in the next village and had said he was more than happy to come and meet her family, if that was what it took to get to know Aurora some more.

He was perfectly nice—but he was not Nico.

In every dream, in every thought, it was Nico she kissed, Nico who was her first, and she did not know how to change the grooves in which her mind was stuck.

Nico’s hands on her body.

Nico’s mouth on hers.

She washed her face, stripped off her clothes and pulled on a baggy old T-shirt that had seen better days.

But instead of heading to her bedroom it was the kitchen to which she headed, her choice fully made.

Nicowouldbe her first.

He heard the fridge door open and water being poured, but feigned sleep as she stood over him.

‘I know you’re awake,’ Aurora said.

‘How come you’re back?’

She didn’t answer.

‘What have you been doing?’

‘I don’t answer to you,’ Aurora said, and then shrugged. ‘I was just sitting on the hillside, talking…’

‘With?’

‘You forfeited any right to ask, Nico.’

‘With?’ he asked again.

‘Chi-Chi and Antonietta.’

‘And your firefighter?’

‘He wants me. You don’t.’

‘So why are you here?’

‘I don’t want him. I want you.’

Nico could hear her despair and he took her hand, pulled her a little towards him, indicating for her to sit down.

‘Aurora,’ he said. ‘Me not wanting to marry has nothing to do with you.’

‘I would say it haseverythingto do with me, given our fathers agreed—’

‘Since when did Ieverdo as my father wished?’ Nico interrupted.

‘You rejected me.’

‘You weresixteen—and if you want to take offence that I was not attracted to some teenager who I looked at as a sister, then that is your choice.’

Aurora swallowed. She had never thought of it like that.

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