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A knowing smile spreads over Isabella’s face as if my frustration amuses her. I grit my teeth and bend until my face is right in front of hers. “Speak,” I bite out.
She raises her hand and grips my chin, still wearing that smug smile. “You,” she whispers and presses her lips to mine. “It has always been only you for me, Luca.”
“Good.” I bite her lower lip and slide my palm down her back to the waistband of her skirt. It’s one of those with an elastic waist. How convenient. “Can you see Rosa?”
Isabella’s breath hitches when I slide my hand under the waistband of her skirt and squeeze her butt cheek. “She’s... at the cash register,” she chokes out, looking behind my back to the opposite side of the store. “Waiting in line.”
“How many people are ahead of her?”
“Five.”
“Perfect.” Beneath her skirt, I move my hand to her stomach and dip it lower, between her legs, pressing over her pussy.
“Luca,” Isabella whispers. “There are people here.”
“I know.” I place my free hand on the wall next to her head, move her panties to the side and position my finger at her entrance. She’s already wet. “Take a slow, deep breath.”
She blinks at me, then inhales, and my finger enters her at the same moment.
“Good?” I ask.
Those big brown eyes watch me with intensity, then grow wider when I push in even deeper.
“I asked you something, Isabella.” I bend my head to bite at her earlobe lightly.
“Yes,” comes her barely audible answer.
I slowly remove my finger, then slide it back inside. An adorable little moan leaves her lips. Her breathing quickens as I fuck her with my finger. Based on how my hand is completely drenched with her juices, she’s close.
“And now, how many people before Rosa?” I ask as I curl my finger.
Isabella takes a deep breath then tilts her head to take a quick glance behind me. “She’s next.”
“What a shame. Looks like we’ll have to finish at home.”
Isabella’s hand grips my wrist. “Don’t you dare,” she says through her teeth.
“You want to come here?” I whisper next to her ear. “With all these people around?”
“Yes,” comes her breathy answer.
I smile and thrust my finger inside her, pressing onto her clit with the heel of my palm. Isabella moans and comes all over my hand.
Chapter 15
The bedroom door opens, and Luca comes in, carrying a thick folder with a bunch of papers inside.
“You stayed late today,” I say.
“Yeah. And I have homework as well.” He drops the folder and his jacket on the recliner next to the bed and bends down to me. Holding my chin between his fingers, he places a quick kiss on my lips. “What are you reading?”
“Economics.”
He raises his eyebrows. “I’m going to take a quick shower and come join you. We can read our shit on economics together.”
When he disappears into the bathroom, I try to get back to my reading, but my mind keeps wandering back to that quick kiss. So casual. Natural. He called me his wife that morning at the furniture store. In front of Simona. I think it was the first time he’s ever called me that. And it felt so good.
Will everything change when his memories return? Will he go back to his old, detached self? I’ve never thought about myself as a selfish person, but in this moment, I realize I am. Selfish, greedy, and mean. Because somewhere deep inside me, there’s a poisonous seed of hope that he’ll never get his memory back. And I am utterly disgusted by that realization.
