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“Serafina, I’m flattered. Really. But I’m going to marry Adelina.” I pat her hand, then extract my hand from hers as she pouts. I don’t have time to worry about both sisters. Adelina is my main focus, and she just stormed off. I need to talk with her and let her know what I expect from her. “Do you know where Adelina went to?”
“Probably her dance studio,” Pia says. “It’s down the hallway,” she points, “That way.”
“Thanks.” I stroll through their house, taking my sweet time finding Adelina. I’ll reach her eventually. I love a good chase, and Adelina is proving to be just that. As I near the end of the hallway, I hear music coming through one of the doors.
Then suddenly, it stops. I open the door to find Adelina on the floor, breathing hard. Damn. I missed her dancing. I would have loved to have seen it. When we’re married, I’ll ask her to do it for me even though she’ll probably object. I like that she stands up for herself even though she seems completely repulsed by the idea of marrying a “biker,” as she repeatedly calls me.
I tap on the doorframe. Adelina jerks her head up, her eyes widening when she spots me.
“How long have you been there?” she asks, her voice just as elegant as her movements.
“Not long.” I cross my arms. I want her to see me as the picture of casualness. For some reason, I feel like it’s just going to annoy her even more.
“Did you see me dance?”
“Maybe.”
She huffs and pushes herself to stand. “You know, it’s rude to barge in on someone during a private moment.”
“I didn’t understand that it was a private moment. My bad.”
“Yes, you are bad.” She places her hands on her hips. “I can’t believe Dario thinks we would make a good match. You are …” She shakes her head.
“I’m what?”
She doesn’t answer.
“I’m what, Adelina?”
“Insufferable,” she snaps. “I find you insufferable. All right? And I don’t think that makes me a bad person.”
“No one ever said you were.”
She’s breathing so hard that her chest rises and falls fast, giving me a good view of her breasts. I wonder if she’ll let me touch her once we’re married. In time, I have no doubt. I’ll get her to like me. I’ve been told I can be charming when it comes to women, and Adelina should be no different.
“God,” she snaps again. “I just …” Her hands clench and unclench.
I shift from my spot and take a step into the studio. “Why do I make you so angry? I’ve done nothing to you.”
“I know you haven’t. It’s not you, personally.”
I raise an eyebrow.
“Well, fine. It’s not completely just you,” she admits. “I never expected to marry a biker.”
“And you think you’re too good for me, is that it?” I take another step in her direction.
Adelina takes a step back. “No.”
I give her a look.
She huffs. “Fine. Maybe. But it’s not that I think you’re a bad person. It’s that …”
“You just don’t think I’m worthy of your hand in marriage, is that it?”
“I never said anything about you not being worthy.”
“You didn’t have to.” Another step forward for me. And another step back for her. “It’s clear in your tone. You think I’m not worthy of you. You don’t like the way I eat.”
