Chef Antonio Ricci was everything a sensible woman wouldn’t want in a man.
Oh, he was wonderful with his daughter Rosie when he brought her for her check ups, but he was also the walking, talking embodiment of a bad boy.
A heartbreaker.
He always looked like he just walked out of some woman’s bedroom and straight into his kitchen.
And sweet heaven, that sexy smirk he always flashed was enough to wreak havoc.
Good thing I’m a sensible woman.
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