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Now and then she would glance up and look out to the lush green park, and then back to her book she’d go, letting out a contented sigh at the end.
It would be Nico who would read it next!
After she’d leant over and placed the book on his shelf, between his boring other ones, she lay back with a smile, imagining Nico’s expression when he found it.
Imagining him.
Imaginingthem.
It was something she knew all too well in her head…
‘Aurora!’
It was clearly her day for being caught daydreaming.
His voice startled her and her eyes snapped open. She realised she had dozed off. ‘You’re back!’
‘Clearly.’
In fact Nico wasn’t surprised to find her here. Marianna had mentioned that Aurora was at the house, sorting out the maintenance guys.
For the first time in living memory Nico had ‘popped home’ in the middle of a working day.
And there, in a blood-red dress, with her snaky black curls and bare feet, lay Aurora, asleep on his bed.
He was turned on even before he called her name.
‘I wasn’t asleep,’ she said.
‘Then what are you doing?’ he asked.
‘Daydreaming,’ Aurora said, for to her it was the most normal thing in the world to do.
She wasn’t flustered. She didn’t rush to sit up, and nor did she apologise; instead she looked him right in the eyes.
‘About…?’ Nico asked, when he knew full well he should be telling her off, or just getting the hell out. For there was seduction in the look she gave him, and he had sustained it with his low reply.
‘My husband,’ Aurora said. ‘My future one.’
‘Really?’
‘Yes.’
‘And what is he like?’
‘He has a beard,’ Aurora said.
‘A beard?’
‘Sì.’She nodded. ‘And when he comes home to surprise me at lunchtime, he laughs when he finds me reading in bed and the house unkempt.’
‘Where has he been?’ Nico asked, arrogantly assuming she was speaking of him, and of the life they might have lived had he stayed in the village. ‘Out working on the vines?’
‘No.’ Aurora shook her shiny new curls. ‘He’s a firefighter.’
‘I seem to remember you left a firefighter to come home to me,’ Nico pointed out, and he could not keep the slight snap of possession from his voice.
‘That was for sex, Nico. I’m talking about myhusband.’
