Page 58 of Meet You Half Way
“I really like you in my clothes,” he chuffed with a shake of his head.
“Yeah? You like this oversized look on me?” I asked, holding out my arms.
“I’m pretty sure you could wear a sack and make it look like high fashion,” he said. “It’s more the fact that it’s my top and it makes me feel a little …possessiveis all.”
“Is that so?” I asked, liking those words more than I probably should.
“Sometimes I think you turn me into nothing but a mindless beast,” he returned, still shaking his head as he finished making the coffees.
“I don’t mind when the mindless beast comes out to play,” I replied, dropping my voice so as not to scandalise my family.
“I know, Mateo,” he groaned, voice half pained, half turned on.
Giulia and Dante stayed with us for over an hour, drinking Jamie’s coffee and then eating the bacon and eggs he made for us all. I felt so complete and put back together again by the time they stood to leave and I hugged them again at the door.
“Thank you for coming to see me,” I told them.
“Anything for you, Mateo,” Giulia replied, patting my cheek.
“You know you’re our favourite,” Dante grinned, hand on my shoulder.
“I’ll be forever grateful that I have you in my life,” I told them. My statement was greeted with more tears from Giulia as she hugged me again until Dante had to extract her from meand gently push her towards the elevator, a smile on his face as Jamie stood at my side.
We closed the door on them and I turned towards Jamie, seeing the soft smile on his face as I leaned against the door.
“What?” I asked.
“Nothing. Only that I’m pretty sure I was promised a full day of sex,” he said, eyes turning predatory as he pushed me back against the door with nothing but a look. His hand landed on the door beside my head while the other traced a sharp fingernail down my chest to circle my pec.
“I did promise sex,” I admitted, trying to grin but feeling a little breathless by the look in his eye. “Got a bit of a sore ass though so we might need to change things up a little.”
“Really?” he replied, weirdly delighted by that little fact. Like it was a badge of honour for him that he had wrecked my ass.
“Yes you really are that amazing,” I deadpanned, smiling inwardly at the grin tugging at his lips.
“How about we put that smart mouth to work then. I’m sure we can both be creative,” he returned, mouth grazing my neck as the hand circling my pec dropped down to take my hand. “Come with me, Mateo. The mindless beast wants to come out and play with you.”
“Dio santo,” was all I could say, letting him take my hand as he led me towards my fate, the one that was entirely of my own making.
I stayed the whole weekend at Jamie’s. Contrary to my earlier suggestion, we didn’t actually spend the whole time having sex.Although that was more Jamie’s doing than mine but he seemed to have this way of planting ideas in my head and making me think I was the one who came up with them.
That would explain the long walk we’d taken on the beach late Saturday afternoon, his hand threaded through mine again and me really not minding all that much. It might also explain how we ended up at the little grocery store near his apartment where I pulled together ingredients for an Italian pasta dish that my nonna used to make back in Italy that I knew would blow his mind.
And blow his mind I certainly did whilst simultaneously blowing a few other parts of each other’s bodies.
All in all I would admit it was a verynice weekend and that was saying something considering how terribly it had started.
Jamie had an early shift on Monday morning so I drove home late on Sunday afternoon, feeling a little weird and empty inside as I pulled up outside my house. Nick’s red Jeep was in the driveway but I didn’t feel the usual zing I usually felt whenever he was around. But I couldn’t say I minded the thought of my best friend’s company tonight what with all this weirdness still churning around inside me.
“M!” was the first thing I heard as I stepped through the door, swiftly followed by Rob’s arms barrelling tightly around me. My vision was blinded by his broad shoulders so I didn’t even notice when Nick stepped up alongside me and threw his arms around the two of us.
“Just so you know, we hate your parents and have vowed to do any petty acts of revenge that you so desire on your behalf,” Rob said.
“At least any petty acts that have a maximum prison sentence of two years,” Nick chimed in. “We are all way too pretty for jail.”
“Speak for yourself,” Rob chided. “I’d have no trouble asserting my dominance in the slammer.”
“Well you can do the criminal acts of revenge then,” Nick returned. “Mateo and I will stick with the petty acts. Although maybe that should just be me. Mateo would be eaten alive in the system.”
