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Perhaps I’m being superficial. I should be satisfied with what he's giving me, but it doesn't stop the hurt from overtaking me. I wipe my hand on the rag and exit the kitchen to join them in the living room just as Enzo gets a call.
“Ruben, how are you?”
“I’m fine, Mr. Lombardi. I have some news to tell you. Is now a good time?” Ruben asks.
My ears perk up, and I look away guiltily. Is it eavesdropping if I can hear their conversation without meaning to?
I can't help but be curious.
“I just wanted to let you know I got into the college I wanted,” his voice filled with excitement.
"That is great news!” Enzo exclaims, his eyes lighting up like a proud father, listening to the news of his child’s success.
“Yes, Laurel and I are going to celebrate,” he says. “Are you with Ms.Kelly?”
Enzo turns to me with a grin, and my eyes widen. I didn’t expect them to mention me at any point in the conversation.
“I’m. She can hear you,” he says. I grin, my cheeks coloring a light shade of pink.
“Hello, Ms. Kelly,” he greets.
“Hello,” I say excitedly. “Congratulations on your graduation and getting into your dream college.”
“Thank you,” he says, followed by a light scuffle. He sighs dramatically before speaking again. “Laurel wants to say hi as well.”
I laugh lightly, amused by their antics. “Hello, Laurel. I certainly hope to see the two of you soon.”
“Maybe you could come with Enzo to the graduation ceremony,” she suggests, her soft voice soothing.
“I will be there,” I say, turning to Enzo, who simply listens with a smile on his face.
Seeing his interaction with the kids fills me with awe. Is this how he’ll be when Camillo is a teenager as well? How wonderful!
Enzo says, turning to me. “You guys will meet Camillo as well.”
“That’ll be wonderful, Mr. Lombardi,” Ruben agreed.
“Well then, I’ll leave you to go plan your date with Laurel. I’m sure she’s very excited about this,” Enzo says as they utter their goodbyes.
The call ends, and together, we gently carry a sleeping Camillo to his bed, the day's excitement with his dad finally catching up to him. He's out cold, peaceful, and unaware, as we tuck him in, leaving the door slightly open to let the soft light from the hallway whisper in. Stepping out, Enzo draws me close, his lips meeting mine in a tender, searching kiss that kindles a fire within me. It's a feeling long missed, a connection deeply craved.
The kiss deepens, stirring a heat that radiates through every inch of me, my skin tingling with the need for more. The longing for his touch, the hunger for his closeness—it's overwhelming. "We should probably stop," he murmurs, breaking away, much to my dismay.
A groan of frustration escapes me, barely swallowed, as I fix my gaze on him, confusion and desire mingling. "But why?" I ask, the words heavy with unspoken feelings.
"Why do we have to stop?" I press, seeking answers. "Is there something wrong?"
He looks at me, a mixture of emotions flickering in his eyes. "Wrong? No, nothing's wrong," he assures me, pulling me into his arms again.
"Then why haven't you tried to touch me? Don't you like the way I look anymore?" The words spill out, laced with hurt. "It feels like you don't want me."
He looks shocked, his embrace tightening. "What are you talking about?" His voice is gentle, filled with confusion and concern. "I want you more than anything. It's just... I've been trying to hold back. I didn't want to overwhelm you, to rush things. I didn't realize my actions were hurting you."
His eyes, sincere and apologetic, soften the sharp edges of my doubts. "I'm not blaming you," I start, but he interrupts.
"Maybe I deserve some of the blame," he admits, his voice tinged with regret. "I've been so careful, too careful, and I ended up hurting you instead. Kelly, please never doubt how much I want you. You're more beautiful than ever. I have never been more attracted to you than I am now."
He wrapped a hand around my neck. His lips press against mine; this time, the kiss is different, heated, and filled with what’s been missing all along longing. I moan as his tongue flicks the roof of my mouth. He presses me to the wall, his body following until he molds on me. His cock hardens against my legs, showed me how much he wanted me.
