Page 71 of The Fall Affair

“You didn’t have to do that.”

“I wanted to.” She motioned toward the table. “Sit. Breakfast will be ready in a few minutes. I made quiche and bacon. You were originally going to get crepes with Nutella, but the only store open this early didn’t carry Nutella. I thought that was against the law in Italy.”

I chuckled, lowering into a chair. “Grazie.”

“I finally mastered the espresso machine. You want cappuccino or espresso?”

“Espresso would be good.”

She pushed a few buttons. “You know, I guessed that you took your coffee black the first time I met you.”

“Oh yeah? How’s that?”

She shrugged. “I don’t know. I guess you seem too manly for milk.”

I shook my head with a smile, happy to see her mood had improved.

Allegra plated breakfast and brought two cups with her to sit across from me.

“It looks delizioso.”

“Dig in.”

I started chowing down, but Allegra only nibbled her lip.

“Everything okay?” I asked.

“Yes… But I want to talk to you about last night.”

I waited, unsure where this was going.

“I owe you an apology,” she said. “Not for…being attracted to you. I’m not sorry about that.” Her cheeks flushed, but she met my eyes anyway. “I’m sorry for coming on to you drunk. That wasn’t fair of me.”

“There’s no need to apologize.”

“If you had gotten drunk and come on to me, wouldn’t you feel the need to apologize?”

“Yes, but that’s different.”

“How so?”

I smirked. “I enjoyed your ass on my lap.”

Allegra smiled. “Well, that comment leads nicely to the next thing I want to talk to you about.”

“Okay…”

She drew in a shaky breath. “I have a proposal.”

“What kind of proposal?”

“Well, while I’m here, I was thinking we could…have a fling.”

My brows shot up. “A fling?”

“Yes. Something simple. No strings attached. No expectations. Just fun.”

The image of what she was offering flashed through my head. Her underneath me, on top, up on all fours… I was about to jump at the opportunity, but then I looked at her—really looked—and the answer was clear.