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As for me, sex-sated, and so full of happiness that I felt weightless, I went ahead and walked around the suite. Yes, bare-ass naked.
Did I do this mostly because I couldfeelNino’s gaze on me as I ran my finger of the spines of books in the living room, as I gathered up my clothes and folded them into a pile, as I walked into the kitchen, pressing my chest to his like there wasn’t enough room in the space as I went to get a glass of water?
Abso-freaking-lutely.
When you had a man like Nino Grassi that into you, you damn sure soaked up every bit of that adoration.
Even as he was on the phone, his hand reached out, grazing over my hip. And when I passed him to move out of the kitchen again, his lips pressed down to kiss the top of my head as I passed.
I let him watch my ass as I made my way into the bedroom, going into the bathroom to wash my face and brush my teeth, then making my way to the bed that was calling me, knowing full well that he would be joining me the second he was done with his phone call.
It took him the better part of an hour to come into the bedroom.
Admittedly, I’d been half-dozing once again. What can I say? Several sex sessions, a drive-by shooting, and a relocation had wiped me the heck out. I’m sure all the scotch wasn’t helping anything.
But the sound of his footsteps had my lashes fluttering open, finding him bringing the bag he’d packed into the room, and setting it on the floor of the closet to be dealt with in the morning. I watched as he moved into the bathroom, likely to brush his teeth for bed, then went toward the dresser, pulling off his watch and belt, then removing his clothes. I saw him go toward the closet, like he was going to find something else to wear.
It was then that I broke the silence.
“You don’t need to put anything on,” I called, whipping open the blankets to invite him in.
To that, his gaze moved over me, cast in nothing but shadows, but still naked, and he let out a deep breath, then slid in beside me, reaching for me, and pulling me up onto his chest.
“Thought you were sleeping,” he said as I snuggled in.
“Partly. But I wasn’t about to miss the chance to watch you undress,” I told him, feeling his chest jump under mine as he let out a little laugh.
“You okay?” he asked. “With all of this,” he added.
“With you alone in a very private hotel room where we don’t need to wear clothes or be quiet?” I shot back.
“You know what I mean.”
“I’m… processing,” I admitted. There was no denying that. My mind was all over the place. But the dominant feelings I had, all logic aside, were about how happy I was, about how much I adored this man. “But yes.”
“I understand if after all the processing, you decide you want out.”
“I won’t.”
“Savannah…”
“Nino…” I shot back in the same sort of frustrated, but sweet, tone.
“You don’t know how you’re going to feel when all of this really sinks in,” he reasoned.
To that, I took a deep breath.
“I might not know what I will think,” I agreed. “But I know what I feel, and that isn’t going to change. And I’ve always been someone who goes with their heart, not their brain.”
Come better or worse.
I just didn’t know at the time, nestled in the arms of the man I had begun to love, that it was about to get worse.
A lot worse.
CHAPTER SIXTEEN
Nino
