Page 201 of Love Arranged
He shakes his head.
“Good,” I say. “Then let’s focus on winning and take it from there.” I hope to change the subject with a quick pat on his chest.
He kisses the top of my head before reaching for the remote. “What are you in the mood for?”
“Something happy, please.”
He flips through the channels before landing on a nineties comedy about a girl with a computer-operated closet full of amazing outfits and an interest in playing matchmaker for two teachers.
“The things I would do for a closet like that,” I say as I watch the blonde girl pick out her outfit for the day.
He smirks. “That could be arranged.”
“Speaking of closets…” I tilt my head back so I can look up at him. “When are we going to talk about yours?”
He raises the volume like an ass.
“I saw all the clothes,” I speak louder.
“Mm-hmm,” he replies.
“Were you planning on showing me anytime soon?”
“Not until you told me you love me.”
“Why?”
“I’m not interested in buying your love. Where’s the fun in that?”
“I already love you, so that’s not possible.”
He rolls on top of me, keeping most of his weight off me. “Say it again.”
“I love you.”
He claims my mouth like he does my heart, an unapologetic takeover of my mind, body, and soul.
“Again,” he says after breaking away.
“Te amo.”I brush the hair out of his eyes.
“Anch’io ti amo, amore mio.”
“I know, baby.” Which is why I’ll never let him go, not now that I know for sure he loves me back.
Wherever Lorenzo goes, I will follow, whether it be a few towns over or across the world.
Plus if Trevor wins, I don’t want to stay here anyway for multiple reasons, but most of all because I could never put Lorenzo through that kind of pain.
He shouldn’t have to choose between the woman he loves and his own mental health, and I won’t allow him to.
It will be hard, but I can restart anywhere, so long as it’s with him.
“Well, well,” Dahlia says the next morning, scaring the shit out of me as we both sneak back into the house at the same time.
She gives me a quick pass. “From the state of your hair and makeup, I take it Lorenzo finally cleared up a few of your issues?”
I blush. “Shut up.”
