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None of it could happen with Malcolm and Stefano walkingaround.
“I’ve never wanted to freeze time as much as I do rightnow.”
The voice made her jump, and she turned around to see Damian, leaning against the door with his trademark slouch, his dark eyes liquid with love anddesire.
Her heart still skipped a beat when she looked at him: the dark hair that fell over his forehead when it got too long, the lips that had traveled every inch of her body, the strong arms that could scoop her up as if she weighed nothing atall.
She shook her head and crossed the room, slid her hands around his neck and pressed her body to his. “Don’t be ridiculous,” she said. “I’mfilthy.”
He grinned. “I like youdirty.”
She shook her head, laughing a little as she stood on tiptoe to kisshim.
He reached for one of her hands, kissed the top of it and brought it to his nose. “You smell like the earth insummer.”
“Liar,” she said. “I smell like potting soil, otherwise known asdirt.”
He scowled a little. “It doesn’t sound nearly as romantic when you sayit.”
She kissed him again. “I’ll take the truth over romance anyday.”
She meant it. She’d lived a lie for too long with Primo, hiding behind the luxury of their apartment in the Financial District, behind her willingness to pretend they were just like everyoneelse.
It had gotten her nothing but loss andsadness.
Now she was ready to live in the light of truth. Sometimes that light would be harsh and bright, illuminating shadows she once would have pretended not tosee.
She would take itall.
Something sad crowded into his eyes. “You deserve both,” he said. “Romance andtruth.”
She smiled. “I certainly won’t turn down a little romance — as long as it doesn’t come at the expense of thetruth.”
“Deal.” He took her hand. “Let’s start with dinner. I’ll tell you about the meeting today while wecook.”
