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“You’ve never been in a relationship before?”
“Not really. A few temporary things here and there, but nothing…”
“Like this?” I offer.
“I’ve never wanted to slow dance with anyone before. I’ve never wanted a dance to last more than one song. Go on, Siena, pretend to puke again.”
“I can’t,” I whisper. “It’s too sweet.”
“Have you ever been in a real relationship?”
“Nothing serious,” I tell him. “I’ve never wanted to slow dance either.”
“And now?”
“I want it to last forever.”
I almost say, but I don’t want to ruin the moment.
As the music flows, I whisper, “What does a real relationship look like?”
“Dances, dates, laughter.”
“Trust,” I say.
“Trust most of all. Trust and honesty.”
“Trust and honesty,” I repeat.
He looks down, our noses tickling each other, our gazes consuming one another. Dreamily, I get lost in his intense eyes. I always thought that was just a cliché, but here I am.
“I want to tell you everything,” he says.
“But you’re scared.”
He nods. “How could you tell?”
“It’s obvious. I’m scared too.”
“You are?”
“I’m scared that whatever you tell me won’t be enough to stop me from wanting you.”
He breathes heavily. “Once I say it, I can’t take it back. You’ll never be able to look at me the same way.”
“You’re more than Old Money, aren’t you?”
“We’re—”
Suddenly, the music stops and the lights cut out.
CHAPTER 26
DARIO
“Antonio! Nico! Rocco!” I roar their names, driven by instinct. In all Families, there are men more loyal to some than others, even if we like to believe a don controls all. These men are loyal to me. I trust them with my life.
I keep one arm wrapped around Siena as she demands to know what’s going on, but I can’t answer her. I need to focus. Lights out, people murmuring. It could be an attack. Unlikely, as everyone on this island is part of the Family. But not impossible.
