Page 88 of Winter
Raff kissed her. “I know you won’t.”
Inca looked over at her sleeping lover. “Sometimes, he seems so much younger than you,” she said softly. “And yet other times, he’s so …”
“Bossy?”
She couldn’t help the laugh that escaped her. “Yes.” She giggled and Raff joined in, shaking the bed so that Tommaso opened one eye.
“I’m trying to sleep,rompicoglioni,” he grumbled, which only made Inca laugh harder. She stroked her fingers through his messy curls.
“Come join us, beautiful boy,” she said in a low purr. Tommaso grinned and pulled her down on top of him, her back to his chest.
“Let me in,” he murmured into her ear and she gasped as he thrust into her ass, his fingers locked over her belly. He nodded to his brother. “Take her, Raff.”
Raffaelo grinned and moved so he could plunge his cock into her cunt. Inca sighed happily as they fucked her … God … would she ever get tired of this?
She loved when they went out into the city together to hang out at one of the cafes or visit the bar at one of Raff’s clubs. Walking through the streets, arm-in-arm with them both, she would look at people staring at them and wonder if they could tell she was having both of the beautiful men at her side. That she loved being fucked hard and long bybothof them; that she would do and try anything with them.
That she had never been so happy in her life. Here, in this glorious city, she could forget the horrors back home and bury her head in the sand about the fact that more than one person had tried—and failed—to kill her. She could forget that she would have to go back to face her adoptive father, her friends … Olly.
Olly’s devastationat Luna’s suicide knew no bounds. He had refused to see Inca, and she knew he blamed her for his sister’s death. He and Tommaso had nearly come to blows when Tommaso demanded that a thorough investigation be made into whether Olly had put Luna up to it. She’d used their dad’s old service revolver—a gun that Olly had thought safely locked up in his gun cabinet. It was the same gun used to kill Scarlett.
“What a fucking mess,” Knox had said to Raffaelo when they’d dragged the two men apart, and Raff had hauled Tommaso out to his waiting car and told him to stay there. Raffaelo sighed and apologized to Knox.
“It’s okay, dude,” the other man had said sadly. “There are no winners here. Tell Inca I hope she feels better soon.”
“Come see her,” Raffaelo had urged him. “I know she’d like to see you.” He had looked across the room to where Olly was slumped in a chair. “I know she’d like to see a friend before we leave for Italy.”
Raffaelo had told Inca all of this as they flew to Sorrento, a few days after she was released from the hospital. Knox had kept his promise and visited her, and he too had told her that Olly didn’t want to see her.
Inca was sad, but resigned. “Just tell him I’m sorry, and I love him, and I still love Luna.”
“I will, sweetheart.”
They’d hugged each other tightly and Inca had felt moved to tears. “I’m so sorry about everything, Knox.”
“It’s not your fault, baby. Everything is just fucked up.” He let her go and studied her. “You okay? What’s Tyler doing?”
“He said he’s going to stay with Nancy’s family for a while. He doesn’t want to come back here yet either.”
Knox sighed. “Just tell me you won’t disappear forever, Inca.”
“I promise.”
Inca calledTyler in Connecticut after lunch. It was still early there, and her adoptive father sounded depressed and lonely. “Come to Sorrento,” Inca begged him, but he demurred.
“No, sweetheart. I think it’s best if you stay there and be happy with Tommaso. Your mother would not want you to be in Willowbrook. I’m staying in Connecticut for the time being. Nancy’s nieces and nephews seem to want me here. They love Boomer too.”
“I miss you, Popsicle,” she whispered, and she heard him let out a shaky breath.
“I miss you too, Bubba. And I don’t want you blaming yourself for any of this.”
But she did blame herself—how could she not? Raffaelo, seeing her blue mood, suggested they go into the city and distract themselves. Tommaso told them he was flying to Milan that afternoon for a meeting.
“Since when?” Raffaelo looked startled. Tommaso smiled.
“I’ve neglected my work for too long, and there’s a chance we could get a meeting with the government’s environmental department at last. I have to be there for that. Hey.” He kissed Inca softly. “Promise me you’ll miss me?”
“You know I will,” she whispered, and pressed her lips to his.
