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“Enzo.”

“No, Danica. What if I wasn’t there? Huh? What if I’m not there the next time he tries to hurt you? That man is not going to go away, and my gut is telling me I should have you pack your things and stay with me.”

“You know we can’t do that.”

“Right, because if someone catches us, I go back to jail. Then my hands will really be tied,” he sneered. “I don’t know what to do and I don’t like it.”

He had been so patient with me, talking me down every time I let my head get in the way. I knew I needed to give him the same respect. He was spiraling and it wasn’t going to end well.

“I think maybe we should lay low for a couple of days. We’ve been taking a lot of unnecessary risks and we can’t be doing that.”

“Do you know how ridiculous that sounds? We went out on a date. The next day I took you to my brother’s house and for an ice. I didn’t even spend the night at your house when I dropped you off on Sunday and Brent was still in the fucking hospital.”

“I went to your jobsite. You came to Ro’s. Enzo, you followed me home tonight. What if Brent was outside?”

“Why the hell do you think I followed you?”

I sighed. “You know I don’t like this either, right?”

In the end we decided to lay low for a couple of days. I didn’t have much going on for the week other than my classes and maybe a couple of showings and he was going to throw himself into completing the job he was working on. We made a pact to call each other every morning and FaceTime at night before we went to bed.

It sucked but we had a plan…

A plan that didn’t even last one full day.

CHAPTEREIGHTEEN

ENZO SCOTTO

A man doesn’t holdout for his dream girl only to get her and let her slip through his fingersagain.I couldn’t stay away from Danica. I waited until it was dark, just like I did the night before, then I drove to her house and parked my truck three blocks away.

She almost didn’t let me in though because last night, I didn’t leave like I was supposed to. We bent the rules and spent the night together, but I was supposed to be leave before the sun came up, that way no one saw me go. I wound up falling asleep next to her and didn’t wake until my alarm went off at seven.

However, I’m not entirely to blame. The woman pounced on me as soon as I walked through the door, and she rode and sucked my cock all fucking night. I was dead tired—of course I passed out.

But she wasn’t hearing it. She made me set my alarm for three before she let me step foot inside her house and tonight, she fed me fettucine alfredo and let me watch an episode ofYellowstonebefore she attacked my dick.

I’m not complaining, though.

Especially since I took charge after our first round. The woman isn’t going to be able to sit tomorrow. Turns out, Danica is a fiend for my cock even when she’s taking it up her ass like a porn star.

I swipe my phone off the nightstand and glance at the time. In five minutes the fucking alarm is going to go off and I’ll have to tear myself out of her bed.

Rolling onto my side, I prop my head on my hand and stare at her. It should be a sin to be this fucking gorgeous. I reach over to her with my free hand and push her blonde hair away from her face. Her eyes open slightly, locking with mine and a whimper escapes her lips.

“You can’t possibly be hard again,” she groans.

I laugh, leaning over her to kiss her temple.

“Nothing is impossible.” If I wasn’t sure she’d kick me out on my ass, I’d take a catnap and wake up in an hour just take her again. “It’s almost three, though.”

Her eyes open a little more and she turns onto her back, wincing when her ass hits the mattress. I roll on top of her, position myself between her legs and take her mouth in a gentle kiss. Her arms wrap around me, holding me to her and she kisses me back. Her mouth soft and delectable.

When I break the kiss, she tightens her arms around me and stares up at me, an unreadable expression flitting across her face.

“Will you call me when you get in?”

I smile at her. She’ll be fast asleep by the time I walk to my truck, but still I pacify her with a nod. I press another quick kiss to her lips then roll off her. Sitting up, I throw my legs over the side of the bed and reach for my clothes. The alarm sounds and she silences it while I dress. I make quick work of pulling on my boots, but don’t bother to lace them. All done, I turn to her, watching as she pulls the t-shirt I gave her the night I took her to the axe throwing place over her head. She swings her legs over the bed and makes her way toward me, looping her arm through mine. We step out of her bedroom and walk silently through the house. Reaching the door, she hands me my phone and reaches up on her tiptoes to give me another kiss.

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