The Sicilian Marriage. Sandra Marton
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Praise for
by Sandra Marton
“This first book of the O’Connell series, Keir O’Connell’s Mistress, vibrates with charismatic characters and a tight, page-turning plot. No one delivers consistent must-reads like Sandra Marton!”
—Romantic Times on Keir O’Connell’s Mistress
“Romance does not get better than a Sandra Marton story. The Sicilian Surrender has power and passion evident in the strength and compassion of an exquisite hero and the heroine’s courage to create a new life. Together they are a formidable couple.”
—Romantic Times on The Sicilian Surrender
“Claiming His Love-Child by Sandra Marton is a truly remarkable love story…Marton crafts a compelling tale filled with emotional highs and lows for her protagonists.”
—Romantic Times on Claiming His Love-Child
More praise for Sandra Marton
“When passion ignites in the tale it is really hot enough to burn!”
—A Romance Review on Marriage on the Edge
“Powerful characterizations, intense emotions, sizzling sensual chemistry and a flair for the unexpected all combine to make this novel a highly entertaining romance. Ms. Marton has a unique way of pulling readers deep into the story right from the beginning.”
—The Best Reviews on Cole Cameron’s Revenge
Dear Reader,
How quickly time passes! I can hardly believe we’ve reached the end of my family saga, The O’Connells. I’m going to miss them. From your notes and e-mails, I know you’ll miss them, too, but what better way to say goodbye to these brothers and sisters than to know they’ve all followed their dreams? That each of them—Keir, Cullen and Sean, Fallon, Megan and now Briana—have found love?
After my last book, the one about Sean, you started asking me about Briana. Said one of you, “Sean needed a special woman, but Briana needs a man who might not even exist.” Ah, but he does. His name is Gianni Firelli, and he’s one of the most exciting heroes I’ve ever created. Gianni wants Bree the minute he sees her. She treats him badly, but that doesn’t turn him off. And when they’re finally alone (but in a rather public place) Bree goes into Gianni’s arms and returns his passion with fiery heat. After that, they avoid each other. It’s for the best, they think, until a terrible accident robs Bree of her best friend, Gianni of his…and a baby of its parents.
Come with me as Briana O’Connell and Gianni Firelli try to find a way past duty, past passion, and toward deep and abiding love.
I hope you enjoy this final book about the O’Connells. It’s hard for me to say goodbye to them, but I’m pleased to have found happiness for them all.
With love,
Sandra
The Sicilian Marriage
Sandra Marton
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CONTENTS
CHAPTER ONE
CHAPTER TWO
CHAPTER THREE
CHAPTER FOUR
CHAPTER FIVE
CHAPTER SIX
CHAPTER SEVEN
CHAPTER EIGHT
CHAPTER NINE
CHAPTER TEN
CHAPTER ELEVEN
CHAPTER TWELVE
CHAPTER THIRTEEN
CHAPTER ONE
GIANNI FIRELLI was restless.
It was six o’clock on a warm May evening and he’d been trapped at the party celebrating the birth of Stefano Lucchesi’s child for what seemed forever.
The room was too crowded, the voices too loud, and if anyone stuck one more squalling baby under his nose, he was going to forget that the expected response to such an affront on a man’s eardrums was a smile. Between babies-in-bellies and babies-in-blankets, there were almost enough kids here to field a football team.
It looked as if Stefano had married into a fertile clan.
As if that weren’t enough, an hour ago, Tomasso Massini, one of Gianni’s oldest friends, had shown up with his wife. His extremely pregnant wife.
You, too, Tommy? Gianni had thought even as he shook his hand, kissed the wife and said all the right things.
The sexy blonde with the endless legs was the only diversion Gianni had seen, but she’d turned out to be as rude as she was easy on the eyes.
Sighing, he cast a surreptitious glance at his watch. Another few minutes and he could make a polite exit. Until then, he’d smile, say the right things, and try to figure out what in God’s name had impelled Stefano to give up his freedom and become not just a husband but also a daddy.
Gianni had nothing against marriage or babies. Someday, he supposed, he’d settle down, marry and have a couple of children of his own, but that was way in the future.
Not yet, though. It was much too soon.
Stefano and Tomasso seemed happy enough, but that didn’t keep him from puzzling over why two sane men would give up their freedom when they were only in their thirties.
Was it something in the air?
He’d almost said that to Tomasso, but you didn’t joke with a man whose wife had a belly the size of a boulder, not even if you’d known him since you were ten. He, Tommy and Stefano had grown up together on the crowded streets of Manhattan’s Little Italy. Their paths didn’t cross often anymore but they were there for each other when it mattered.
Obviously babies mattered.
Somebody—one of Stefano’s new brothers-in-law—brushed past him, a screaming infant in his arms. A smell wafted from the child.
It wasn’t baby powder.
“Sorry,” the guy said, and grinned.
Gianni managed a smile in return. “No problem,” he said, and headed for the terrace where he took a deep, deep breath of fresh air. Okay. He’d stay out here where he could enjoy a little quiet along with the view of Central Park forty stories below and think about whether he wanted to see Lynda tonight without having to pretend he was delighted that his two best friends had obviously lost their minds.
Maybe he should have stayed with his instincts and opted out of this party. He’d been tempted to send a gift from Tiffany’s,