Harper looked down at her hands, then back up at his mom, “I don’t know if that’s bad.”
Lucia shook her head, “Not bad at all. Unique. It suits you.”
Harper smiled, “Thank you.”
“Let’s let these love birds have time to themselves. You will join us for dinner?”
Harper nodded, and Vincenzo knew it would be good for all of them.
“Perfecto. We will see you then. We are off to the market.”
His mom led his siblings and a protesting Giovanni out of the office and Vincenzo stood, holding Harper close.
“Do you wish to see the house?”
Harper nodded, “I would love it.”
He slid her down his body, groaning when she came into contact with his hard cock.
“Come, or I’m going to make you come on my desk.”
Harper gasped, “Vincenzo!”
He shrugged, “I’m still going to make you come, but in my bed.”
“Is that why you wanted to give me a tour?”
He looked down at her, “That and I wanted you to see the home you will be living in.”
“What about my classes at home? And Jackie?”
Vincenzo pulled her along, “They can come visit when they wish tocara mia.”
“Really?”
He nodded, “Really. I would love to welcome the family that took you in. You still need to tell me that story.”
Harper nodded, “Later, I’m going to be here awhile I assume.”
Vincenzo nodded, “You assume correctly.”
He showed her the house, and she loved it all.
When they made it to his rooms, she walked in, touching the bed, his chest of drawers and looking out the window to see the ocean.
“You always talked about how you could see the ocean in your letters. But I could never imagine it. And here I am.”
He walked up behind her, “Here you are. I will always try to give you what you wish for.”
She turned in his arms, “You are so good to me.”
Running her fingers up his shirt, she stood on tip toe and kissed him.
“I want to be yours. Make me yours Vincenzo.”
“You are already minecara, this is just a formality.”
She nodded, and he sat her on the edge of his bed, kissing her.