Anna slid into Stefano’s office. ‘This is never going to work. You’re never going to get her into a balldress and you’re never going to persuade her to relax enough to dance with you.’
‘That is my problem.’ Stefano put his pen down. ‘Is everything else arranged?’
‘Yes, yes.’ Anna paced nervously across the room. ‘But she has no confidence, you know that, don’t you?’
Yes, he knew that.
Accustomed to women who were tediously preoccupied with their own appearance, he was finding Liv a revelation. ‘Stop worrying.’
Anna shot him a look. ‘The suspense is killing me.’ She folded her arms. ‘I don’t think I’ve actually ever kept a secret before. And how on earth has Max managed not to let it all spill out? Sam is the same age and he can’t keep a secret if you pay him.’
‘It helps to own a Ferrari,’ Stefano said dryly and Anna laughed.
‘You’re bribing him with your car? You Italians have no sense of decency.’
‘Max wants her to go to the ball. You’re sure you haven’t changed your mind?’
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