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‘You... What?’ His hand dropped away as his gaze dipped to her waist. He looked shocked, but not panicked. She took that as a good sign. Hopefully.

‘I think the tummy bug must have messed with my contraception...’ she added, still not quite able to get the words out. This wasn’t planned. They hadn’t discussed children. Not yet. Although Roman adored Ruby and Artie. Seeing him develop a relationship with his new niece and nephew in the past year had been one of the most amazing things.

But this was different. Roman had adjusted to a lot in the last twelve months, not just their relationship, but also finding out what it was like to be a part of a family. Brandon and Lacey had been incredible, welcoming him in with open arms, and she thought he’d enjoyed the experience. He certainly seemed to have adapted to it. Even his relationship with Brandon had become a lot less prickly, watching their trust and friendship grow something Milly had also adored observing. But having their own child was huge. And they hadn’t even talked about it. Let alone planned for it.

His gaze rose to hers again. But before she could choke the words out, past the ball of anxiety in her throat, he clasped her neck, tugged her forehead to his and said, ‘If you tell me you’re pregnant right now, I may actually explode with happiness, fair warning.’

She laughed. The trickle of happy tears reminding her of the day he’d come back to her in Genoa and declared his love.

‘Really?’ she said, a tiny part of the insecure girl still there, despite everything.

‘Yeah, really...’ He caressed her neck, making the ache in her core join the swell of happiness in her heart. Then he brushed the tears away with his thumbs. ‘Now stop keeping me in suspense, or I may have to seduce the truth out of you.’

She huffed out a breath. And chuckled as the last remnant of that girl finally died inside her. ‘We’re going to have a baby, in about eight months’ time.’

He roared his approval, then banded his arms around her waist and lifted her up to spin her around.

She clung to his shoulders, sinking into a deep, abiding and unbearably hot kiss when he finally let her down again.

As he scooped her into his arms, and marched towards the bedroom, he added, ‘I hope you know you’ve made me the happiest guy alive.’

She laughed as he placed her on the bed. ‘I hope you’re still saying that when Junior asks for a puppy.’

‘Even then,’ he replied, before he began to strip her naked in earnest, and made her forget everything...

Except how much she loved him.

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ITALIAN’S STOLEN WIFE

Lorraine Hall

‘I am very well aware of who you are, cara.’

His smile felt like some kind of lethal blow. Francesca could not understand why it should make her feel breathless and devastated.

But she had spent her life in such a state. So she kept her smile in place and waited patiently for Aristide to explain his appearance. Even if her heart seemed to clatter around in her chest like it was no longer tethered. A strange sensation indeed.

‘I am afraid there has been a change of plans today,’ he said at last, his low voice a sleek menace.

Francesca kept her sweet smile in place, her hand relaxed in his grip, her posture perfect. She was an expert at playing her role. Even as panic began to drum its familiar beat through her bloodstream.

‘Oh?’ she said, as if she was interested in everything he had to say.

No one would change her plans.No one. She narrowly resisted curling her free fingers into a fist.

‘You will be marrying me instead.’

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ITALIAN’S STOLEN WIFE

Lorraine Hall

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