at that."Why, I'm not entirely sure, but by
golly I'm going to find out, and then..."
"Then what? What could you possibly do to
your twin? Trust me I know how it is. Only I was the flighty one who married
the responsible brother. My twin married Marcos's father."
Then what indeed? Jemima was the only family she
had after all. Hang on, what had she just said? Elise looked at Stella
aghast. Well that explained the family resemblance.
"When Magda died in that car accident, I
took Marco under my wing, and he's like a son to me. Trust me you don't want to
lose your twin, ever, no matter how annoying they are."
Stella's eyes filled with tears. Elise reached out to her, but the older woman
just shook her head.
"So, what are you going to do about your impossible twin?"
"I don't know, but she's gone too far this
time, she really has. And Marco will go ape shit when he finds out, so I really
ought to just tell him and get it over with."
" No! "
Stella's sharp retort startled Elise.
"Marco has been through too much, and he
needs to be married in order to get that bitch out of our lives for good; so
I'm afraid you'll just have to carry on. And Elise, you best make sure he has no complaints in the bedroom. You
owe him that much for this whole charade. And with that in mind, here is one of
your wedding presents." She threw a little bundle at Elise.
"Go on, open it. I guarantee it will make
your wedding night special, and he will not be able to keep his hands off you.
And before you ask, I'll make sure he's got a little something for you,
too."
Elise felt her cheeks flame looking into that
little parcel.
"You cannot be serious, Stella!"
Stella just smiled at her.
"Oh, but I am. Trust me, a good sex life
makes a marriage great, you'll see. The tales I could tell you of my late
husband and I. Marco reminds me so much of him. He was just as righteous and
self-contained, out of the bedroom anyway. Ah I've shocked you. Just ask Kitty.
I tend to be right, about these things anyhow."
Stella rose. "I'm off to bed, and you
should get some sleep, my dear. I can guarantee you won't get any tomorrow
night."
Chapter Nine
Marco scanned the room, his expression grim.
Where the hell was she? Kitty smiled at him encouragingly from the back row.
She held Mimi's hand. His daughter jumped on and off one of the seats. Kitty's
twins were fast asleep in their double stroller. Her son Noah sat very solemnly
watching the proceedings. Robert sat, arms crossed, disapproval clearly written
all over his face. Marco smiled grimly. His solicitor still didn't approve
then. He certainly liked the big paycheck, though, which was just so bloody
typical. Everyone had a price; you just needed to know what it was.
Alex's sisters and their brood of kids were
taking over the other side of the room completely, neatly disguising the fact
that the bride had no one. Not even a friend. He grimaced, remembering how
Elise had spat at him that she would not subject any of her friends to this
sham of a wedding. She'd been furious with him, and he shut her up with a kiss
that quickly turned far too passionate and had it not been for Mimi
interrupting them... Where the hell was she? The sooner they got married, the
sooner he could whisk her off to that hotel suite.
"Relax, Marco, she'll be here. Brides are
always late; you know that. Remember how long Kitty kept me waiting?"
Alex gave his cousin a playful shove and Marco
made himself smile at the registrar. The elderly woman in her no nonsense
business suit smiled back politely before shuffling some paper on her desk and
pointedly looking at the clock.
"She'll be here soon," Marco heard
himself say, his voice gruff to his own ears. She wouldn't dare not to be.
"Of course she will, probably just making
herself extra beautiful for her big day."
"There is no need. She is beautiful as she
is," Marco said, and Alex laughed out loud.
"My who has it bad here?"
Marco's scowl deepened. Had he said that out
golly I'm going to find out, and then..."
"Then what? What could you possibly do to
your twin? Trust me I know how it is. Only I was the flighty one who married
the responsible brother. My twin married Marcos's father."
Then what indeed? Jemima was the only family she
had after all. Hang on, what had she just said? Elise looked at Stella
aghast. Well that explained the family resemblance.
"When Magda died in that car accident, I
took Marco under my wing, and he's like a son to me. Trust me you don't want to
lose your twin, ever, no matter how annoying they are."
Stella's eyes filled with tears. Elise reached out to her, but the older woman
just shook her head.
"So, what are you going to do about your impossible twin?"
"I don't know, but she's gone too far this
time, she really has. And Marco will go ape shit when he finds out, so I really
ought to just tell him and get it over with."
" No! "
Stella's sharp retort startled Elise.
"Marco has been through too much, and he
needs to be married in order to get that bitch out of our lives for good; so
I'm afraid you'll just have to carry on. And Elise, you best make sure he has no complaints in the bedroom. You
owe him that much for this whole charade. And with that in mind, here is one of
your wedding presents." She threw a little bundle at Elise.
"Go on, open it. I guarantee it will make
your wedding night special, and he will not be able to keep his hands off you.
And before you ask, I'll make sure he's got a little something for you,
too."
Elise felt her cheeks flame looking into that
little parcel.
"You cannot be serious, Stella!"
Stella just smiled at her.
"Oh, but I am. Trust me, a good sex life
makes a marriage great, you'll see. The tales I could tell you of my late
husband and I. Marco reminds me so much of him. He was just as righteous and
self-contained, out of the bedroom anyway. Ah I've shocked you. Just ask Kitty.
I tend to be right, about these things anyhow."
Stella rose. "I'm off to bed, and you
should get some sleep, my dear. I can guarantee you won't get any tomorrow
night."
Chapter Nine
Marco scanned the room, his expression grim.
Where the hell was she? Kitty smiled at him encouragingly from the back row.
She held Mimi's hand. His daughter jumped on and off one of the seats. Kitty's
twins were fast asleep in their double stroller. Her son Noah sat very solemnly
watching the proceedings. Robert sat, arms crossed, disapproval clearly written
all over his face. Marco smiled grimly. His solicitor still didn't approve
then. He certainly liked the big paycheck, though, which was just so bloody
typical. Everyone had a price; you just needed to know what it was.
Alex's sisters and their brood of kids were
taking over the other side of the room completely, neatly disguising the fact
that the bride had no one. Not even a friend. He grimaced, remembering how
Elise had spat at him that she would not subject any of her friends to this
sham of a wedding. She'd been furious with him, and he shut her up with a kiss
that quickly turned far too passionate and had it not been for Mimi
interrupting them... Where the hell was she? The sooner they got married, the
sooner he could whisk her off to that hotel suite.
"Relax, Marco, she'll be here. Brides are
always late; you know that. Remember how long Kitty kept me waiting?"
Alex gave his cousin a playful shove and Marco
made himself smile at the registrar. The elderly woman in her no nonsense
business suit smiled back politely before shuffling some paper on her desk and
pointedly looking at the clock.
"She'll be here soon," Marco heard
himself say, his voice gruff to his own ears. She wouldn't dare not to be.
"Of course she will, probably just making
herself extra beautiful for her big day."
"There is no need. She is beautiful as she
is," Marco said, and Alex laughed out loud.
"My who has it bad here?"
Marco's scowl deepened. Had he said that out
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