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“Yes,” Isotta giggled louder. “You snorted.”
“Never,” Massimo huffed.
“But you did, though.” Isotta couldn’t contain her laughter any further and did nothing to try to.
“Oh, so that’s how you are going to do me?” Massimo crooned. “Come here.”
Isotta still wore a smile as Massimo lifted her to him. They were face-to-face.
“And you are still laughing in my face,” Massimo smiled.
“I don’t mean to,” Isotta smiled and then stretched her face, trying to take the smile away. Massimo let her go through the motions, smiling as a result of the funny faces she made.
“Done now?”
Yes, promise. I’m done.”
Isotta quieted after a few moments.
“Mission accomplished?” Massimo asked, balancing his large hands on the cradle of Isotta’s back.
“What mission is that?”
“The mission of you relaxing. That was the goal of this trip, right?” Massimo commented. “So, has the mission been accomplished?”
“Certainly,” Isotta replied.
“Good to know,” Massimo nodded. His hand lifted, cradling the gentle line of Isotta’s face and then to the coils of her hair.
“Are we going to be okay?” Isotta asked as she rested her head on Massimo’s sculpted chest. Massimo continued to stroke Isotta’s locs. He understood the depth of the question she raised. He’d tormented himself with it, too.
“What happened between us, Isotta is something I will never regret,” Massimo began. “And what we had before this week, I can’t imagine living without. You are my wife. So, if it’s up to me, then yes, we’re more than okay,” Massimo continued. “Are we okay?”
Lifting her head from his chest, Isotta found Massimo’s eyes and connected there. She searched the depth of the brown of his eyes and attended to the hints of gold.
“I was afraid,” Isotta began.
“Afraid?”
“Yeah,” Isotta answered. “I was afraid to let you make love to me again for fear that it would be more like punishment,” Isotta sighed.
“I regret that so much,” Massimo replied, sincere in his desire to be reassuring. He didn’t want that either. Isotta meant the world to him.
“Any regrets?” Massimo asked, concerned with what the answer might be.
She noticed the slight rise in Massimo’s thick brow and the flex in his jaw.
“Only if we lose us,” Isotta replied.
“That won’t happen,” Massimo crooned. “I promise.”
Isotta rested her head on Massimo’s chest. He sounded so convincing. She wanted to believe him, that there was nothing that would come between them, that their entanglement wouldn’t damage who they had been to each other. And as Massimo continued to stroke her hair, Isotta hoped that what Massimo said was the truth. Isotta sighed and smiled as Massimo’s hands moved from her tresses to her back, caressing her soft flesh as they descended. Something about being cradled in Massimo’s arms made wondering seem pointless. Just enjoy the moment, girl, Isotta thought to herself.
“So, what should we do today?” Massimo asked.
“You don’t have anything planned for me?” Isotta quipped.
“Yes, I do,” Massimo grinned, lifting her to him so he could look into Isotta’s eyes. They never ceased to captivate Massimo. Isotta noticed the smile in his eyes, which held a sensuous flame. His lips came coaxingly down on hers, connecting their hearts and enticing their flesh. The touch of Massimo’s lips was a delicious sensation as he kissed her with deep-seated passion. Isotta hummed against his mouth as there was a dreamy intimacy to their kiss now. He moved decisively underneath her.
