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“He touched you. I’m a very jealous man, Delaney, and I think you know that.”
“It was nothing, Luka. I promise,” she says. I can feel her pulse thumping against my fingers, and I want nothing more than to strip and fuck her right here for everyone to see. I want him to know who she belongs to.
“Don’t let it happen again,Bellissima.” I lean in and brush my lips over hers. She sighs and leans into me, which surprises me. I wrap my arms around her waist and pull her body closer to mine. Her warmth spreads through me when she wraps her arms around my neck. I wasn’t expecting that, but it’s a welcome surprise.
We stand, just holding each other for a long time, when my lips brush over her cheek and down her neck.
“We’re outside, Luka.”
“And?”
“And people can see us,” she whispers.
“You think I care what they see? That they can see me kissing my wife?” she shifts in my arms and pulls back a little. “What?” I ask.
“I don’t know if I’m ready for all this yet.”
“Ready for what?”
“To sleep with you,” she replies.
“We’re not doing anything wrong, Delaney. I’m only kissing you,” I tell her.
“Yes, I know that. But …”
“But what?”
“I-”
“You what? Is this turning you on? Am I making you wet? Would you be soaked for me if I slid my hand into your bottoms?” I ask her. I know exactly what this is doing to her, and I fucking like it. I like all of it.
“Please, Luka.” I force myself away from her but remain close enough to keep an eye on her.
We soak up the sun and enjoy the water. When I splash Delaney, she starts smiling and laughing nonstop. That’s not something I thought I’d see anytime soon, but there it is. She lights up the pool, and I can’t stop staring at her.
In the perfect world, this is how it would be every day. She would be happy and smiling. In a perfect world, we wouldn’t have to go home and face the consequences of what I’ve done. But this isn’t the perfect world. This is our world. The Bianchi world.
I shake my head and climb out of the pool while Delaney laughs with a few girls she met. I dry off, grab my phone checking messages and emails. There’s one from her father making sure she isn’t dead. I chuckle at that one.
“What’s so funny?”
“Your father is checking in to be sure I didn’t kill you on our honeymoon.”
“Kill me?”
“Yes. Apparently, they think I just kill for fun,” I tell her what she told me. Her smile fades as she looks at me.
“I’m sorry I said that to you.”
“Don’t be. I want to hear your thoughts.”
“You do?”
“Yes. I want to know everything, Delaney.”
Chapter 13
“How are your paintings coming along?” I ask as we sit out back with a glass of wine.
