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He inhales sharply as he wakes. “Hmm, bella,” he sighs sleepily.
I swear, Rici Ferrara’s bedroom voice should be used for all voiceovers. That deep, raspy tone sends shivers down my spine.
He kisses my forehead and holds me close as he begins to doze back off.
“I made you breakfast.” I smile against his chest.
“Hmm.” He frowns. “What?” He peels his eyes open.
“I made you breakfast.” I stand and go to get the tray. I put it down on his bedside table.
He leans up on his elbows and smiles sleepily. “You spoil me.”
“Baby, you have no idea how spoilt you are going to be.” I lean in to kiss him softly and he wraps his arms around me and pulls me down on top of him. In one quick movement, he flips me over so I am beneath him.
“I wanted to have you for breakfast.”
I giggle up at him. “You have me all day.”
He gives me a sharp pump with his hips. “And I will.”
He rolls off me, sits up, and then hits a button on his bedside. I hear a motorized sound. I look around to see the shutters over the windows rising. Natural light begins to flood through the room.
“What the heck is that?” I frown.
“Security shutters.”
“On every window?”
He sips his coffee. “Yes, bella.”
“What on earth for?”
“So that people can’t shoot through the glass.”
My mouth falls open. “Are you serious?”
He smiles, amused by my horror. “Yes, security shutters are for security.” He raises his brows as he sips his coffee. “Shocking, isn’t it?”
“Smartass.” I point to his plate. “Eat your breakfast.”
He smiles and starts to eat. I walk over and pull the drapes back to look outside. My breath catches.
“Oh my God,” I whisper. He chuckles and I turn to him. “That view?”
“Beautiful, huh?” He chews his food casually.
I look back out of the window to the huge bed of water in front of us. “That’s a lake?” I ask, unsure if it’s the ocean or something.
“Well, we are at Lake Como.” He smirks against his coffee cup.
I turn. “You’re being very cheeky this morning, Mr. Ferrara. You want to be careful I don’t smack your behind.”
He chuckles and continues eating. I look back out the window. There’s a huge manicured garden and a little boat house that sits on the edge of the water, and a wharf. “You have your own wharf?”
“Yes.” He keeps chewing, totally uninterested in all the wonderful things I can see through the window. I look directly down and see a deep blue pool. “You have a pool?” I shriek.
He smiles as he finishes his breakfast. “Yes, bella.”
