Page 91 of Tristano

“You found me though,” I whisper.

He nods. “I did, and now I have you right where I’ve always wanted you but have been too afraid to admit.” He licks his lips. “I want you in my home, in my bed every night. I want everything with you.”

“Tris…”

He shakes his head. “If you don’t want me, I need you to tell me. If you want to find a hobby or a job, I’ll go down the rabbit hole with you until you find something you like. I’ll do anything to make you happy, you know that, right,anima gemella?”

I squeeze my eyes shut. “I want that too.”

“Then we’ll make it happen. I just need you to be honest with me and tell me when you’re struggling. Can you do that?”

I open my eyes and nod. “Yeah.”

Tristano leans in and brushes his lips against mine. I lean in to kiss him but he pulls back and takes my hand in his once again.

“Now tell me, how do you feel about painting? Or maybe pottery. There’s an art store up ahead we can stop in on our way home.”

“I don’t know. I’ve never tried anything like that outside of school.”

Tristano smirks down at me. “Then it looks like we will both be trying something new.”

* * *

I’m layingon the couch with Serena over me, her legs pinning me down as we make out with a movie playing in the background, when my phone goes off.

Groaning, I break the kiss.

“Ignore it,” Serena says between the kisses she’s pressing on my neck.

The vibrating stops and we both breathe out a sigh of relief.

“Where were we?” I ask as I pull her head back up, nibbling on her lip.

Serena grinds herself down on me right when my phone vibrates in my pocket again.

“Shit, that felt good,” she murmurs, making me laugh.

“Sounds like we should make a stop at Seduction soon then,” I tease.

“I wouldn’t complain about that.”

I raise a brow. “No?”

“I’ve never tried anything really, and who knows, it might be fun.”

“I can promise you one thing, when it comes to our sex life we will always have fun.”

She rolls her eyes and leans forward, kissing me one more time before she pushes herself up and slides back further down my legs. Reaching into my pocket, I pull out my phone and see a missed call from Greer and a text from Enzo.

Enzo: 9-1-1. Get to the office now.

“Shit, I got to go,” I mumble as I sit up, texting him back.

Me: Shit, on my way.

Serena stands up and crosses her arms as she nibbles on her lip. “Is everything okay?”

Standing, I reach out and pull her into me. My thumb goes to her lip. “Only I can bite this.”

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