Her Forgotten Lover's Heir

At her curious glance, he went on. ‘The villa isn’t alone on the property. Down the drive, on the other side of a small hill, is an old farmhouse. My cousin Chiara is a budding entrepreneur and persuaded me to let her do it up and rent it out as guest accommodation.’ The agreement was she’d keep any profits too and Pietro had been happy to support her small but growing enterprise.

‘I rented it?’

He shook his head. ‘Not quite. A family from Australia rented it. The husband’s ancestors were from Tuscany and they wanted to explore the area for several months. You came with them to look after their three young children. They just returned to Australia last week.’

Slowly she nodded, twisting her glass round and round on the table. ‘That’s right, you said I was an au pair.’

‘Temporarily. You’re a qualified teacher, specialising in early childhood. As one of the boys has learning difficulties, the parents were eager to get someone with your qualifications.’

Molly frowned. ‘I gave up a teaching job for temporary work as an au pair?’ Apparently she hadn’t really registered that when he’d told her yesterday but she’d had a lot to take in.

Pietro leaned back in his chair, fascinated by this insight into Molly’s thought processes. With her ready smile and easy going nature, when they’d first met he’d merely thought her ripe and ready for a temporary amorous adventure. It was only later he’d discovered Molly was far more complex and circumspect. Surprising, given what had happened between them. But here it was again, proof that she wasn’t as carefree as she had sometimes seemed.

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