Page 64 of Veiled Amor

She didn’t get why, when he’d shown all the signs of wanting her, that he still held back. Didn’t he know she was a sure thing? Lucia would die from cringing with mortification if she had to do the chasing. She was traditional enough, she liked the idea of being pursued, but it was looking more and more like she’d have to pull on her big girl, modern-day panties and chase him down like a very grumpy gazelle.

The idea of not being near him was unthinkable.

Going back to how they used to be. Distant calls, generic words spoken when all she longed to say was how much she missed him. Her heart would fragment if they had to go backward and become strangers again.

She waited while he showered and watched while he dressed in a pair of ripped jeans and biker boots. Lucia sighed when he pulled on a long-sleeved shirt, such a shame to cover up perfect manly moobs, but it clung to every ridge of hard muscle.

Somewhere out in the universe, fate was laughing his ass off at Lucia.

She spoke vows with one brother and in love with the other brother.

Yeah, she could hear the laughter from here.

“You’re quiet. What’s up?”

She met his gaze as he sat on the side of the bed to tie his bootlaces.

“Maybe a little nervous about tomorrow.”

“You’ll like Colorado. There’s a lot of shops and malls.”

“Believe it or not, I’m not much for shopping.”

“There’s activity stuff you can do too, museums and art exhibitions. There’s a ski lodge that’s open most of the year.”

She’d loved that, but she was biting her lip, watching him for any signs he was regretting taking her home with him. “I can always stay in Louisiana. I don’t want you to feel obligated to take me with you, Gi.”

His head snapped up, and she watched his brows falling deeper over his moody eyes.

“You think I don’t want you there?”

She nodded, still chewing on her lip, unable to wrench her eyes away from Capone. It was then a smirk appeared on his face, and he stood to his staggering height, making it feel as though he filled the entire room with his shoulder span alone.

“Brat.” Reaching down, he took her hand and hauled her to her feet. Their bodies intimately close, and she stood like a docile doll, soaking up the attention as his head dropped, his eyes never wavered.

He blew hot and cold so much he could almost give her whiplash, but oh, she loved their game, even if she didn’t know the rules.

Tension snapped like an electrical cable on the loose.

Why wouldn’t he act on it?

It was driving her crazy.

“I want you to come to Colorado, Lucia. It’ll be good for you to meet some new people.”

“What about you?”

He hadn’t freed her hand, and she was low level obsessed with him and took whatever she could get like a crazy woman in love.

“Will it be good for you to have me around? Or will I cramp your style with women chasing you?”

Another smirk, a little dirtier to stir her hormones and make her jealousy roar. “Women don’t chase me.”

“I’d chase you.”

His eyes fired. “Lucia.” He dropped her hand and backed up.

Though it was scary as hell, being vulnerable, she forced her thoughts into the open. “I’m not afraid to let you know what I want, Gi. What’s the worst that can happen, you reject me? I can handle that.”

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