The Hidden Heart of Rico Rossi by Kate Hardy Read Free Book Online

lake, watching the fountain in the middle.
    ‘I can’t believe how blue the water is. It’s so pretty here,’ Ella said. ‘What are the trees?’
    ‘Lilacs.’
    ‘They’re not like English lilacs. They don’t smell the same, either. But they’re lovely. This is really special.’
    This was where Rico always came to chill out, because it was one of the few places in Rome where you could enjoy nothing but the sound of birdsong; but the park had become almost background scenery to him over the years. The delight in Ella’s face as she looked around made him see the place anew. She was right. It
was
special.
    They lay in the dappled shade under the lilacs, holding hands and looking up at the sky. He leaned over and stole a kiss. ‘So how come you’re in Rome on your own?’
    She shrugged. ‘It was just the way it worked out. Now was the only time I could go, and my best friend’s a teacher—she can’t take time off in term time.’
    ‘And you have no family who could go with you?’
    For a moment, she looked sad. ‘No.’
    ‘And your ex?’ That was still bugging him. The man who’d made her doubt herself so much. ‘Is that why you were booked in the honeymoon suite? And he let you down?’
    ‘No. I planned the trip after we split up.’ Her mouth tightened. ‘And he’s staying
permanently
ex, no matter how many flowers or grovelling letters he sends me.’
    Flowers and grovelling letters? ‘Maybe he realised he’d made a mistake, breaking up with you,’ Rico said.
    ‘Actually, he didn’t dump me. I was the one who walked out,’ she told him, lifting her chin. ‘As for making a mistake … that’s a charitable conclusion.’
    ‘One you obviously don’t share.’
    She gave a huff of mirthless laughter. ‘He probably heard on the grapevine that I won the lottery. Not millions and millions, but a decent amount—enough to give me six months’ sabbatical from my job.’
    Hmm. So was this the reason why she said that money didn’t matter? Rico propped himself up on one elbow so he could look at her properly. ‘And you’re using the money to travel?’
    ‘A little bit. Actually, I only booked the honeymoon suite because it overlooks the Colosseum. I know it’s pathetic, but …’
    He pressed a finger to her lips. ‘No, it’s not pathetic at all. If you wanted a room with a specific view, it doesn’t matter what the room’s called. Only the view counts.’ He smiled at her. ‘So where else are you planning to visit?’
    ‘Just Rome, for now. It’s the one place I’ve always wanted to see.’
    ‘Is there anywhere else on your travel wish list?’
    She shrugged. ‘Vienna, but I don’t have time right now. When I get back to London, I’m going to be up to my eyes.’
    ‘Back in the job you described to me as “safe”?’ He stroked her face. ‘Maybe this money’s a chance for you to change your life, find a different job—something you really love doing.’
    ‘That’s exactly what I’m going to do,’ she said. ‘This six months’ sabbatical—I’m setting up my own business. If I can make a go of it, then I’ll resign properly and concentrate on my business. If I fail, then I still have a safe job to go back to.’
    She hadn’t let her win go to her head. And she was planning to change her career the sensible way, with a back-up plan. As an entrepreneur himself, Rico knew that meant there was a much better chance of her business succeeding. ‘So what’s your new business going to be?’
    ‘You won’t laugh?’
    Why on earth would she think he’d laugh at her? He frowned. ‘Of course not.’
    She took a deep breath. ‘I make cakes.’
    ‘Like cupcakes?’
    ‘Yes, but mostly I make celebration cakes—birthday cakes, wedding cakes, that sort of thing. I’ve done it for years for friends and colleagues.’
    He could see in her expression that it was what she loved doing. Which begged another question. ‘You didn’t think about making that your job when you left