His to Wed by Sassa Daniels EPUB & PDF – eBook Details Online
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- Authors: Sassa Daniels
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Emilia
After fourteen hours on my feet, I am ready to collapse into my bed. It’s
been nonstop since I arrived at the hotel at eight o’clock this morning. I
don’t usually work such long days, but Maddalena, who was supposed to
take over for me at five o’clock, called in sick. With nobody to cover, I’ve
been stuck behind this desk, dealing with bookings and fielding questions
from the dozens of guests who’re currently staying here. When is the bus to
Ravello? Where can I withdraw some cash? Why doesn’t my room have a
view of the sea? It’s been relentless. My uncle’s boutique hotel is popular
with discerning tourists, by which I mean demanding pains in the ass.
The only bright spot in my day was when the gorgeous guy who’s staying in
one of our more modest suites called me upstairs to help him with the air
conditioning. He thought it wasn’t working, but he just hadn’t programmed
it correctly. Though it can be tricky, it’s not beyond the capabilities of
anyone who can use a smartphone.
It made me wonder if he was looking for an excuse to get me up to his
room. He did give me a flirtatious wink when he checked in two days ago.
Sadly, when I went to his room, he didn’t show any signs of being attracted
to me when we were alone. In fact, he frowned as he looked me up and
down, as if I’d somehow pissed him off. I guess I’m not the type of woman
he’s interested in.
The man is a demi-god. Visiting from New York, he’s tall with a mop of
dark brown hair. His eyes are as blue as the Mediterranean on a sunny day. I
don’t know if he’s a model, but he could be. With a muscular body that tells
me he spends a lot of time in the gym, he’s as close to physical perfection as
I’ve ever seen. Of course, I haven’t studied a lot of men with their shirts off.
My family would never allow it.
The American, Signore Greco, was wearing nothing but swim shorts when I
went to his room, so I got a good look at the tattoo on the back of his right
shoulder, a magnificent winged horse. I don’t know what it represents, but I
imagined myself lying in bed next to him, tracing the outline of the tattoo
with my finger. The very idea of it makes my skin tingle and my heart
pound.
But, as much as I’d love for him to be the handsome prince who rides in
here and carries me off to a life of adventure and romance, it’s never going
to happen. We’re too different. Although he’s probably only a couple of
years older than me, he carries an air of confidence that suggests he has far
more experience of the world than I do.
That wouldn’t be hard since I’ve
led a sheltered life. I’ve never even left Italy. The farthest I’ve ever traveled
was to Palermo, and that was for a family wedding. Constantly under the
watchful gaze of my grandfather, I haven’t had the chance to spread my
wings. Cloistered nuns lead more exciting lives than I do.
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