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“No, but I do want to talk to you about something.”
He sets his beer down on the ground next to him, shifting to face me. “What’s the problem? Who do you need killed?”
“No, nothing like that.” I frown. “You were joking, right?”
I get the cold shark eyes from him but then he winks at me. “Maybe,” he says with a look that suggests he wasn’t.
“I’ve been thinking.”
“About what?”
“You remember last night when you asked me what I wanted to do next?”
“You said you’d get back to me.”
“I think I know now.”
“And?”
I take a deep breath before blurting it out. “I want to rebuild my family home.”
“You do?” He raises his eyebrows. “You’re sure?”
“I want to rebuild it so I can replace the bad memories with new ones. I want to maybe get some more dogs and and some more horses. What do you think?”
He looks back at the huge house behind him. “You want to live there or here?”
“I don’t know. I can’t decide.”
“I’ll decide for you. We’ll rebuild the house and it will be our new family home.”
“What about here?”
“I heard Santina was looking for somewhere new to live.”
“You’re kidding. You’re going to give it to her?”
“I’m going to let her live here. That’s not the same. She can be custodian along with Matteo. He’s always liked her.”
“No shit. Really?”
“Not like that. More like a father figure. Him and her dad were best friends back in the day. I think he’ll like having her somewhere he can keep an eye on her, make sure she’s doing all right.”
“You’d really move out of here for me?”
“I’d destroy the world for you, Rory. I’d burn the sky if you asked me to.”
“How about we start with a kiss?”
He picks me up, tossing me into the pool. Before I surface, he’s in after me, grabbing hold of me, pressing his lips to mine.
I blink the water from my eyes as his hands snake lower down my back, cupping my ass tightly, lifting me effortlessly back onto the side of the pool. He spreads my legs, leaning toward me, still embracing me with a hunger I’m starting to get used to.
“What if someone sees?” I manage to ask between kisses.
His hand is already in my bikini top, finding my nipples, squeezing them roughly.
“I’m the Don,” he replies. “They’ll look away or they’ll get shot.”
