The Correttis (Books 1-8). Кейт Хьюит

stayed until the light from the last fireworks had died away and then mingled with the crowd as they made their way back to their car.

      ‘That was amazing.’ She lifted her hand to remove the wig but he stopped her.

      ‘Leave it on until we’re home.’

      ‘I’m not ready to go home. I’m not ready for this to end, Tomas.’ Her eyes sparkled, alive and excited, and the rush of attraction almost knocked him flat.

      ‘I think if your father could see you now he’d have a heart attack. What exactly do you have in mind, Teresa?’

      She curled her fingers into the front of his shirt and pulled him towards her. ‘I want to go to the beach.’ Her voice was low. ‘I want to go swimming.’

      ‘Swimming?’ Luca stared down at that full mouth and knew he was in trouble. ‘Did you bring a costume?’

      ‘No.’ Her smile was all woman. ‘But that doesn’t matter because what I want more than anything is to swim naked.’