Book Excerpt
Delfina, still sniffling, ventured off, but Silvio stayed standing
next to Gaby. When she looked up at
him, he leaned toward her, his masculine scent racing straight to her limbic
brain. “I told Delfina that she should listen to your fashion advice.” He was
so close Gaby could feel his breath feathering her neck and back. “Since you always look so good, that is.”
Gaby felt dizzy and she bit her lip. Her eyes closed, then opened
and she turned to him. Their faces were only inches apart, those firm juicy lips of his so
close, so tempting she just wanted to smash them against hers and sing the
Hallelujah Chorus. Instead, she got up on tiptoe, cupped his ear sexily with
her hand, and whispered, “So glad you noticed.”
Silvio’s head jerked up and back and, for a second, emotion fired
his eyes, making them burn as fiercely as the desire that always seemed to
flare unchecked between them. He swallowed hard, muttered a curse, and tugged
at Gaby’s arm. “You’re all I notice, lately.” Then he strode back to his
chair.
Gaby’s stupid heart skipped a beat and something hot and achy
swelled inside her. She knew her cheeks were redder than roses right about now,
and lowered herself carefully onto one of the store’s black sofas like a maiden aunt in need of her
walker. She had to take a breath. Several breaths. This
man did terrible things to her equilibrium. The way he made her feel alive,
hungry, burning for his touch, terrified her. If she were in a Victorian novel,
someone would be bringing her elderberry wine at this point, or fanning her
with an opera program. But as it was, she had nothing except a bride who
couldn’t stop crying, a saleswoman who couldn’t stop lying about how any dress
in the store Delfina chose would put Amal Clooney’s to shame, and a man whose
heated gaze and words raised her temperature so high she might just
spontaneously combust and bury them all under a heap of Duchess satin.
About the Book
Author: Mandi Benet
Genre: Contemporary Romance
When Gaby Conte’s Italian husband, Danieli, abandons her for a young Peruvian waitress at a restaurant they co-own in San Francisco, Gaby seeks refuge in Rome with her best friend Maria. There, she swears off romance for a long while and Italian men forever. That’s until she meets Silvio, who belongs to an old, aristocratic Roman family and lives in a palace alongside the best private art collection in Rome. Silvio, who is the cousin of Maria’s husband, is going through his own divorce. He’s gorgeous, of course, which Gaby doesn’t tell him. And arrogant and condescending, which she does. The last thing Gaby needs is more Italian trouble, but the attraction is instant and powerful, and against the backdrop of one of the world’s most romantic cities, both try—and fail—to resist the chemistry between them. But both Gaby and Silvio have made a rule never to make the mistake of trusting in love again. Will they realize some rules are made just to be broken?
Author Bio
Mandi Benet grew up in England and published her first piece of fiction when she was twelve. She has been scribbling away ever since as an award-winning journalist— covering everything from the Democratic Convention to the Oscars for major American national newspapers and magazines— and as an author, writing women’s fiction and contemporary romance with rich, original characters. Mandi is a member of RWA National and the San Francisco branch of RWA.
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