Page 7 of Prognosis Baby Daddy

‘This way,’ Lucia said.

Katya didn’t need any further encouragement. His wicked chuckle followed her all the way up the stairs.

‘Here you are. Please, let me know if you need anything else,’ Ben’s mother said, opening the door to Katya’s suite.

‘Thank you, Lucia. You are most kind.’

The Contessa shook her head. ‘No. Thank you. I haven’t heard Benedetto laugh that much in many years. He is too serious these days.’

Katya watched Lucia withdraw and sat on the bed, staring after her. Ben? Serious? She’d only ever known Ben as he had been tonight. The life of the party. Flirty. Teasing. Except for that once when he’d been blindsided by grief and she’d seen an incredibly passionate side to him.

Yet Lucia had hinted at another very different person again. So who was the real Ben? The playboy? The serious son? Or the lover? That was her puzzle.

And would any of those Bens also be a good father?

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