Michelle Douglas - Surrender To The Single Dad

“Ready?”

Alessandra nodded. While she waited, she checked her phone to find a dozen texts from friends, one of them from Bruno, who wanted to know how soon she’d be back. Fulvia had sent her love and condolences. She wanted a good talk with her when she was feeling better.

Alessandra’s editor was thankful she was all right and told her not to feel pressured about delivering the book. He hadn’t given her a deadline. But there was no message from Dea, the one person Alessandra wanted to talk to. The pit grew in her stomach as she realized her own sister hadn’t tried to contact her. Why?

“You don’t look like you’ve been sick,” said the deep, familiar male voice she was dying to hear.

She looked up at the sinfully gorgeous man. “You’re right. I’m a fraud.”

Rini walked over to her. He’d dressed in jeans and a pullover sweater in slate blue. Combined with the soap he used in the shower to assail her, his presence had put her senses on overload. He reached down to scratch behind the cat’s ears. “You have the right instincts, Alfredo. I’d trade places with you if I could.”

In the next instant he leaned down and pressed a warm kiss to her mouth. “Welcome back to the land of the living. Your doctor told me you lost consciousness down there.”

“Only for a moment. My buddy Gino knew exactly what to do. It all happened so fast.”

“We can be thankful the divers with the institute are experts.” He stood there looking down at her with an intense expression.

She squirmed. “Rini?” Her voice shook. “Why are you here?”

“Though I had my reasons, I treated you badly when I left here the first time without saying goodbye. My behavior was worse when you flew to Positano to see me and I wouldn’t explain myself. I thought I was doing the right thing both times, but your accident has changed the way I feel about everything.

“I love you and I’ve never said that to another woman in my life. Almost losing you has made me realize I could no longer let my reason stand in the way of being with you, so I’m back to find out if you’d be willing to start over again with me.”

While she sat there in shock, Liona wheeled in a tea cart laden with a meal for them. “If Alfredo is bothering you, I’ll take him out.”

“Oh, no. I love him right here. Thanks, Liona.”

After she left, Rini got up and served both of them a plate of food and her favorite iced tea. His gaze found hers. While they ate he said, “Life has given both of us a second chance. What I’d like to do is invite you to my villa for a week where we can spend real time together.”

Alessandra couldn’t believe what she was hearing. She said the first thing that came into her head. “Can you take a vacation?”

“Of course. I want to get to know you without work or interruptions getting in the way. The nice thing about being CEO is that I can arrange it when I want. The doctor told me you shouldn’t dive for at least two more weeks. You’ve shown me your world. Now it’s time I showed you mine.”

She smiled. “Like fishing?”

“Only if you’d want to.”

“Rini, I adore the outdoors. Hiking, camping, all of it.”

“The mountains are beautiful this time of year. Could you talk to your editor and ask for an extension to turn in your book?”

“He already told me to take all the time I need.”

If only Rini knew she loved him so much she felt like she could move mountains for him, but she was afraid. “When the week is over, then what? Will you consider you’ve done everything possible to obtain my forgiveness?

“Will we say goodbye like sensible people who’ve enjoyed their interlude together but knew it had to come to an end? You’ll go your way because you can’t offer me any more than what you’ve already done? I’ll go mine?”

His jaw hardened. “Why don’t we stop worrying about the future and just take things one day at a time? I need help because I’ve never done anything like this before.”

She took a deep breath, surprised to hear the vulnerability in his voice. “Like what?”

“Invite a woman I care about to stay at my house.”

“I’ve never done anything like it, either.” Talk about needing help...

“The doctor told me you need rest and that you shouldn’t fly until tomorrow. So if I leave you now, will you think about my invitation? I’ll call you in the morning. If you decide you want to come, I’ll arrange to pick you up in the limo and we’ll fly in the company jet to Positano.” He stood up.

“Where will you be in the meantime?”

“At the airport in Metaponto. I’m working in my office on the jet and will stay in the bedroom overnight. I’ll give you until ten a.m. to get in touch with me. If I don’t hear from you by then, I’ll be flying back to Naples.”

She knew he meant it. This was it.

“If you’ll give me your phone, I’ll program my number for you.”

Alessandra handed it to him. “Rini, whatever my answer is, I promise to call you.”

Lines marred his arresting features. “I can’t ask for more than that.” He put the phone on the table. “You need rest now. Take care of yourself, adorata.”

The second he disappeared from the day room she wanted to call him back and tell him she’d go with him right now. But she needed to keep her wits about her. The decision to spend a week with him would change her life forever.

She kissed the cat’s head. “Who am I kidding, Alfredo? My life changed beyond recognition the day he approached me in the foyer.”

He said they’d take things a day at a time. She had no choice but to do what he wanted because at this point she knew she couldn’t live without him. If it was only for a week, so be it. The man was so complicated it was driving her crazy. Somewhere in the mix, Rini’s inability to give a woman a child had stunted his vision of life. She wanted to help him explore the world of adoption so he’d realize he could know total fulfillment.

With her heart ready to burst from the joy his invitation had brought her, she lay down and didn’t awaken until hours later, when she heard her parents’ muffled voices talking about her sleeping her life away.

Alessandra sat up, disturbing Alfredo, who jumped to the floor. “What time is it?”

“Time for you to be in bed. Let’s get you upstairs.”

Later when her mother tucked her in bed she told her about Rini’s invitation. “I want to accept it, but I’m afraid.”

“Don’t let what Francesco did keep you from reaching out for your own happiness.”

If her mother only knew this had nothing to do with Francesco. But at least she had her parents’ blessing.

Liona brought her breakfast at eight, after which Alessandra pressed the button programmed to phone Rini.

“Am I going to hear what I want to hear?” he answered in that deep voice. She thought she heard a trace of nervousness and loved him for it.

“Maybe, unless you’ve had a change of heart during the night.”

“Alessandra—don’t keep me in suspense.”

Her mouth had gone dry. “I want to come, but I need time to pack.”

“How much?”

She chuckled. “Do we have to leave by ten?”

“I don’t care when we leave today as long as you’re with me.”

“Then can we say noon?”

“I’ll be at the castle at twelve and we’ll eat on the plane during the flight.”

“It sounds wonderful. Ciao, Rini.”

After ringing off, she hurried around her room to get ready for her trip. She needed to pack everything under the sun. Normally she traveled light, but not this time. Besides sportswear for their outdoor activities, her plan was to bring a few new bikinis and evening dresses that would knock his socks off.