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really pregnant? We’ve been through this
scenario a hundred times. Women find out your net worth and see their
ticket out of poverty.”
    “ Uncle, you’re
insulting! You owe Jada an apology.”
    Jada held up a finger. “No,
don’t worry about it, Renzo. He’s a pompous asshole who
thinks the world is like him .
If you need to see the doctor report that shows my positive results,
I’ll be happy to show you. In fact, if you want to hold the
stick I peed on at home, you can have that too!”
    She faced off with Gianni and
almost laughed when his color rose from his neckline to his forehead.
Something told her he wasn’t used to women getting in his face,
and she was happy to be the first one.
    “ It’s not necessary
to be so—”
    “ Get out of my business,”
she snapped and turned on her heel to stomp from the room. As she
pulled the door closed behind her, she caught Renzo’s words as
he laid into his uncle. She had to give him credit. At least he
believed her. A few steps from the office door, she stopped. Did he
believe her? Renzo had stood up for her, but was it to save face or
because he trusted she wasn’t the kind of person to try and
swindle him out of money? Renzo had been right there with her all
hungry for sex, ripping clothes off to get into her panties. Neither
of them had thought about a condom that one night until much later,
after a marathon of sex. Just thinking about it had her pussy
clenching, and she hurried down the hall.

    * * * *

    Much later, Jada settled into a
spare bedroom and wondered for the millionth time why she just didn’t
go find a hotel. Why had she stayed when she told Renzo what she came
to say? He couldn’t make her stay in California, nor could he
force her to let him into her baby’s life.
    She started a bath, and while the
water ran into the oversize tub, she added bubble bath. The gentle
scent of lavender permeated the air, easing some of the stress from
the flight here and her interaction with Renzo and his uncle. After
stripping her clothes off, she tested the heat of the water and then
slipped into the luxurious depths. A sigh escaped her, and she
settled with her head resting on the back of the tub.
    If she were honest with herself,
she would admit she’d stayed for the same reason she came in
the first place. Six weeks had not been enough time with Renzo—not
nearly enough.
    “ You left without a word.”
    She squeaked in alarm and sat up,
then hunched beneath the surface to hide her bare breasts. “What
are you doing in here, Renzo?”
    He glanced around. “My
house.”
    Jada rolled her eyes. “In
my bathroom. It’s mine as long as I’m assigned to it.”
    He shifted with languid movements
from the doorway and shut the door behind him. From the first moment
she met him, he’d done that—moved without sound, graceful
like a jungle cat and stealthy like one too. He’d show up from
nowhere and turn her emotional balance all awry. How could a man have
such power?
    “ You left that last day
without a word,” he repeated.
    Jada lowered her gaze to the
bubbles, hoping they wouldn’t dissipate, putting her naked body
on display. Bad enough was the fact that she was on fire with him so
close and nothing more than warm liquid a barrier between them. “We
agreed from the beginning that my trip was only a few weeks, and
you…you said you were local.”
    “ I never said such a
thing.” He sat on the side of the tub, oblivious to his slacks
growing damp. “I said my family owns a house in Venice.”
    “ Let me guess, a mansion?
One of several locations, I bet.” The snarky attitude didn’t
appear to be lost on him.
    “ Yes.” His gaze
dropped from her face to the beginning swell of her breasts. Jada
fought between scrunching lower and holding her position. She didn’t
want to give him the satisfaction of knowing how he affected her.
    “ I didn’t know you
were rich, let alone owned one of the biggest wineries in
existence—here and in Italy.