Page 61 of Sicilian Sunset


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The hunger in his eyes has my heart skip a beat. My stomach clenches.

I’m about to go up in flames.

We walk into the hotel, Tiero’s hand resting on the small of my back, sending waves of delicious want through my body.

The gesture is possessive, signaling to anybody watching to back off. It’s like a claiming of sorts. But there’s hardly anybody around, and the handful of people who cross our path pay us little attention.

“Would you like to have a nightcap at the hotel bar, princess?” Tiero asks, looking at me, his eyes ablaze.

Decision time.

I don’t want to say goodnight yet. His presence is too intoxicating. For now, my unruly body is winning the war.

He leads us to the hotel terrace. It looks out onto the moonlit, silver shimmering sea, the beauty of it stealing my breath away… or at least it’s the reason my mind allows for my difficulty breathing.

Tiero disappears to get our drinks while I step to the railing. I stare up into the star-filled sky. It helps to steady my ever-galloping heart and nerves.

Looking around, I spot only one other couple on the terrace, but they’re at the other end and deep in conversation.

Santino and another security guy station themselves by the door after sweeping the area. As always, they look like they mean business, nothing friendly or gentle about them.

Tiero returns with a glass of scotch for himself and a glass of sparkling water for me. As he passes it to me, our fingers touch, and a shot of electricity races through my body, launching my stomach into somersaults.

Jeez. Why?

Why does my body react like this?

“Thank you,” I whisper, my voice hoarse as I take a self-conscious sip.

Instantly, his gaze drops to my lips and remains there. His eyes are scorching and set everything in their path aflame. I’ve never had a man look at me like this—the pure, potent desire making it hard to swallow.

The butterflies in my tummy quadruple, doing aerobatics while my chest heaves as I try to breathe normally.

He takes my glass and puts both our drinks down on a nearby table. Tiero steps closer, never taking his eyes off me. The lump in my throat grows bigger, and my heartbeat drums in my ears.

Tiero curls his hands around my waist and pulls my body slowly into his until I’m pressed tightly against him. My face tilts up to meet his eyes. They’ve darkened to near black.

As if on their own accord, my hands come to rest on his strong biceps. I remember when I first ogled him… how I longed to touch his muscly arms. And oh my, I was correct. They feel amazing. Strength, power, and soft skin… it’s even better than I imagined.

Under my fingertips, his muscles twitch. The small contractions travel into my body, making my fingers tingle from the contact.

Tiero’s hazel brown eyes sparkle in the moonlight. Unlike its coolness, though, they shine with heat and unbridled desire.

His head ever so slowly lowers, moving closer to my face, giving me time to move away… if that’s what I want.

But it’s not.

The last of the ice has melted under his fiery gaze.

I want his lips on mine. I want to experience this moment with him.

Just like the day we met, the rest of the world falls away, and time slows.

I seem to wait an eternity, until, finally, his soft lips brush against mine.

Like a feather dancing across my skin, the kiss is soft, barely there.

This feels so right.

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