Chapter 31
Daniella
Bedroomeyes.
That’s what Antonio stares at me through when he looks at my naked body—his mega-seductive bedroomeyes.
And it’shot.
I must admit, we’ve been like two energizer bunnies since we first made love in NewYork.
He’s kind of hard to resist and, when I playfully try to, he brandishes his dreamboat smile, as if it’s his panty-droppingarsenal.
And itis.
It’s early and Antonio has left to get us some breakfast, so I’ve showered and slipped into one of his T-shirts, and head downstairs for thekitchen.
It’s been a few days since I’ve spoken to Stacy and Emma so I decide to ring them viaFaceTime.
“O.M.G., woman. Where are you? Are you still at his house sexing it up?” Stacy mumbles as she looks into the screen, toothpaste all over hermouth.
“Shhh. I don’t want Emma to know what I’ve been doing.” I blush, feelingembarrassed.
Stacy shoots off a lopsided grin. “Uh. You meanwhoyou’ve been doing? Come on. She’s almost seventeen. Sheknows.”
“Are you both racing to head out the door?” I say, changing thesubject.
“Yep. Welcome to our new life. Post Daniella. It’s horrible fending for ourselves now.” She cackles , knowing I hate hersarcasm.
“Where is Emma?” I ask, swiveling in thebarstool.
Stacy sighs, “I’m headed to her room now, love. Holdon.”
Seconds later, Emma and her happy grin pop into thescreen.
“Hi, D,” the corner of her mouth quirks up. “Please come home. Mom is driving me mad. Honestly, she doesn’t know ourroutine.”
Stacy pops back into the picture armed with an expressive eye roll. “See what you left me here with? Nothing but pure attitude. She’s like a youngeryou.”
I laugh. “Oh, no. She’s all you, believeme.”
Emma appears again. “D, how’s your love life? Didn’t I tell you that you’d come back from Milan all in love? I should have bet money on that. Or those pink high heels of yours I love so much.” Her long lashesflutter.
I fold my arms and raise my chin defiantly. “Don’t mind me, young lady. How isschool?”
“It’s fine, D. And I met a guy. He’s invited me to prom already.” Her eyesbrighten.
“Did he? That sounds kindacool.”
Emma’s eyes widen and she giggles. And then I realize Antonio has returned and he’s standing behindme.
“Hey, there. You must be Emma? I’mAntonio.”
Emma nearly passes out and Stacy pops into the picture. “Hey, Antonio, I’m Stacy. And you better be good toDaniella.”
“Stacy!” Iinterject.
Antonio chuckles. “It’s good to meet you, Stacy. And yes. I will be very good toDaniella.”
