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His lips kick up.
"You left, hoping I’d keep tabs on you. That I’d care enough to pursue you, come after you, and convince you that I’m the only one for you."
"Actually, you don’t need to do that anymore."
He frowns. "I don’t?"
"That last orgasm was explosive enough to clarify my thoughts."
"It was?" he asks slowly.
"Seems the trick was not about putting distance between us, so much as experiencing as many climaxes as possible."
"O-k-a-y," he scans my features. A bemused look on his face.
I grip his hands and rise up on my knees, then swing my leg over to straddle him. His hands instantly come to my hips. I wind my arms about his neck and bring my face close to his.
"I really should be angry with you for stalking me."
"You should," he agrees.
"But I’m not."
He tilts his head. "Oh?" he says, his voice cautious.
How interesting. The moment I go on offense, he gets all confused. Good to know. Something I intend to use in the future. Because we do have a future together, for better or for worse. For richer or poorer. For whether he is in the Mafia or not. As long as he is Massimo… I am his Via.
"Mm… hmm." I rub my nose against his. "I did want some space and time to think, but you were right. Subconsciously, I also wanted you to come after me. And I think, deep inside, I knew you’d never let me just walk away from you. Still, I needed to try."
His lips twist. "And I had to try to let you have your way. I just couldn’t stop myself from making sure you were safe."
"By having cameras in my apartment?"
"I’m sorry." He tightens his grip on my hips. "Not sorry," he adds.
I laugh. I can’t help it.
His features relax a little. "Maybe I went a bit overboard, but I was taking no chances."
"Is that how it’s going to be when we start our married life together? Are you going to stalk me every step of the way."
"Maybe—" He blinks. "Hold on, back up. Did you say married life?"
I nod.
"So, you’ve forgiven me for everything?" he asks cautiously.
"Not exactly. But I am coming around to the idea that there are some things about you I can’t change. Things that aggravate me the most about you are also the very things that attract me to you."
"Don’t toy with me, Via." He tightens his grip on my hips. "What are you trying to say?"
"That you have the balls the size of Iceland."
"You mean Texas?"
"When in Europe..." I raise a shoulder.
"Actually, we’re in the UK," he points out.
