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He rolls his eyes. “I’d rather not.”
“You’re not even on social media, so it’s not like I can tag you. You can be the mystery guy and remain anonymous.”
“Is that really necessary?”
“Yes, I’d say after tonight, that is more than necessary.” I clearly can’t help myself.
“You gonna pay me out for the rest of my life?”
I shrug. “I hadn’t really thought about it. But…maybe?”
“Now who’s being mean?” He quirks an eyebrow at me.
Too cute for his own good.
You could cut the sexual tension between us with a knife it was so thick.
He knows it, I know it. The question is will he do anything about it.
* * *
I wake up a couple of times in the night, not knowing where I am.
I’ve never been someone who sleeps well when I’m not in my own bed.
After we got back to the hotel, we said goodnight, and I ordered room service and fell asleep. Due to all the flirting and drinking, I didn’t have a lot to eat at the buffet, and since I’m not going to be eating Enzo’s dick, I settled for a burger and fries.
I’m groggy the next day due to lack of sleep, but I have a brunch to get to by eight and then Sarah has to go to the salon and begin her day.
Enzo insists on coming to the restaurant, telling me he’ll sit in the back and go unnoticed. This level of persistence I’m used to from Rocco, Darko, or Dom, and even Gus, my brother’s driver, but certainly not Enzo.
Something settles inside me that I’ve always known this about Enzo. We’ve always been close, but why all of a sudden am I having all these inappropriate feelings toward him?
It’s a beautiful morning, so I make a coffee and take it to the balcony along with my diary. I journal everything. I sit down and bask in the morning sun, it’s only just past seven o’clock. A few minutes later, I hear the sliding door next to me open.
I glance sideways and Enzo steps out, he seems freshly rolled out of bed because his hair’s a mess and he has no shirt on.Holy fuck.I haven’t seen him shirtless since I was a teenager, and boy have I been missing out. His muscles are ripped, his stomach so toned and beautiful that I’m certain a small mewl leaves my throat. As my eyes gaze down his body, they go wide when I see his tight-fitting boxer-briefs. I can see the outline of his dick because the damn shorts are white. My mouth goes dry.
He sips his coffee and leans on the guardrail, totally oblivious to my presence.
His ass is like God put it on earth just for me to stare at. He is the whole fucking package.
If I keep staring at him, I’m going to have to go and fire up that pink vibrator that fell out of my bag. I’m surprised he hasn’t said anything about that, but that’s how Enzo is. He’d never purposely humiliate me. He’s not a jerk like most men I know.
I carry on with my little fantasy, since he’s here for my viewing pleasure. I imagine I’m in front of him, his cock pressing into my ass as he whispers dirty things in my ear.
Remembering his filthy words from last night has me just about panting on the spot. There is nothing I wouldn’t give for a peek at Enzo’s…
A throat clears.
My eyes snap up.
His deep hazel eyes stare at me as I give him a bright smile, like I don’t give a shit that he just saw me checking him out.
“Enjoying the show?”
I narrow my eyes. “Sorry, I didn’t realize it was a peep show, since you’re baring all in public for anyone to see, and where else am I supposed to look?”
He’s so fucking cute in hisjust woken upstate. He runs a hand through his hair but makes no attempt to move.
