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“Iwas starting to think you’d found the bodies in my closet and run for the hills,” I say as soon as Giulia appears at the door of my bedroom.
She rolls her eyes, grinning. “I was giving the dog peanuts so he’ll like me more than he likes you.”
I narrow my eyes playfully, ignoring the way my cock jerks as I watch her shrug off my shirt and make her way back to the bed, breasts bouncing.
“So you’re playing the long game, with the end result being Marty?”
“Duh.” She crawls on the bed until she’s kneeling between my parted knees. Her eyes roam over me, starting from my mouth to my erection, where they light up with interest.
“See something you like, baby?”
“I like a lot of things that I’m seeing.” Hazel eyes meet mine. “I have no idea where to start.”
I cross my hands behind my head and recline into the giant headboard of the bed. “We have all the time in the world for you to make as many starts as you want.”
Giulia stills, her expression going from playful to serious in the blink of an eye. “Do we really have an endless amount of time?”
I reach out and clutch her jaw, keeping her eyes locked on mine. “Yes, we do. I’ll move heaven and earth to make sure that this isn’t a one-off. This thing is going to work.” As a matter of fact, I’ve already put in some work to bring her here.
What will she think of me when she finds out what I’ve done? Will the desire in her eyes turn to disgust, fury? Will she see it as manipulation? Maybe it was a tiny bit manipulative, but I wasn’t just going to twiddle my thumbs and wait for her to come to her senses.
All I did was give her the push she needed to go for what she wants. And what she’s always wanted is me. I merely fast-forwarded what would have happened eventually. Does that make me the bad guy? I don’t think so.
I snap into action, wrapping one hand around her slender throat and rolling us until she’s on her back beneath me. Her eyes widen, pupils blowing out with lust, but she doesn’t try to escape my hold.
As if I’m not hard enough, more blood rushes down to my cock at the level of trust.
I drag my mouth across hers, and she makes a little frustrated sound at the back of her throat when I don’t deepen the kiss. Her body is vibrating with want already, and I can smell her arousal.
“Are you going to kiss me or just mess around?” She grins.
“There’s something you need to know first.”
“Oh no, don’t tell me,” she mock gasps, dramatically clutching her chest. “The dog’s name isn’t Marty, after all? Or worse, is it even a dog? Did you just dress up a donkey to impress me?”
I can’t help but grin, the corners of my mouth curling up. “I have a feeling you’d be impressed by a donkey, too.”
A laugh bursts from her lips, her eyes sparkling. “And you’d be right.”
“Now I’m worried you’re going to turn my apartment into a zoo,” I joke, but honestly, the thought doesn’t sound too bad.
“What were you going to tell me?” She raises an eyebrow, her playful expression softening into one of curiosity.
Here goes nothing. “Right after I left the park, I went on a little… mission.”
She tenses, her eyes searching mine. “What does that mean? What kind of mission? Are you hurt? If this is gonna be one of those ‘what I do is dangerous and sometimes I hurt people’ talks?—”
I press my thumb gently to her mouth, then slide it over her lower lip, silencing her. She parts her lips instantly, and I slip my finger inside. She doesn’t hesitate to close her mouth around it, her eyes peeking up at me through her lowered lashes.
Ripping this off like a band-aid might just be the smartest move here. “I paid Alessandro Ferrara a visit.”
“Of course you did,” she mutters, dropping her head into her hands.
I shake my head, refusing to refer to that spineless bastard as her ex.
