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“Elias, you are putting me on quite the pedestal.” I forced out a laugh. “What happens when you realize I’m not as awesome of a wife as you were hoping for all this time?”
His chair scraped as he shot back. Standing abruptly, he flattened a hand against the table. In an instant, our plates were pushed to the floor with a loud clatter. He looked at the men who were guarding the walls.
“Leave,” he ordered, “now.”
I looked down at the broken plates, sighing softly. I needed to work on getting used to Elias’ behavior.
Hearing the thudded footsteps, I glanced up to see everyone was leaving the room. In an instant, Elias and I were left entirely alone.
Suddenly, I felt more aware of my situation.
I didn’t know Elias well, not much outside of the rumors I’d heard over hushed conversations between my brother and his men. Back when we first met, Elias couldn’t even hold a conversation. The man staring me down had changed so much.
He erased the space between us, reaching out to grab my arm. Pulling me up, I gasped when he lifted me with ease, sitting me down where my plate had just rested.
I choked back his name, sputtering when his hands flattened against my thighs. Splitting them apart, he gave himself the room to stand between my legs. Then he lifted his hand to unbutton his shirt.
Oh, god, what was he doing? If he wanted sex, well, then he needed to know I was a bit rusty. My last boyfriend was almost two years ago, and our relationship had been lacking and disappointing in all aspects.
“Ramona,” he stated firmly, his voice growing serious. He grabbed my hand, bringing it to his chest. Flattening my palm against his skin, he kept my hand there. “Do you feel that?”
I felt how hard his chest was against my fingertips, how hot his skin felt against mine. Was that what he wanted to show off?
Silence trickled between us and I lowered my gaze down to my hand.
There was a thumping against my fingers, a heartbeat. “Your heart is pounding,” I murmured.
“It has been ever since you first arrived,” he admitted. “Ramona, you’re all I’ve ever wanted. I will never want to let you go. You can grow to hate me, but my heart will never stop racing for you.”
He released my wrist, allowing me to touch him as I pleased. I didn’t pull away automatically, choosing to let my fingers graze the buttons of his shirt.
Elias Mariani was too good to be true. Only a crazy person could go to the lengths he had. For some reason, I hadn’t fallen for him the moment I saw him. Maybe, just maybe, I could fall in love with him now.
He leaned forward, flattening his hands on the table at my sides. “Tell me I don’t have to wait until the wedding to kiss you, darling.”
My breath got caught in my throat at his words. “Would you really be willing to wait?”
Despite the frown on his lips, he nodded. “While I could easily take what I wanted, I find it more sexier if you are craving the same thing. If you don’t want me to do something, all you need to do is say so. Otherwise, I plan on finally getting a taste of you.”
He leaned forward and his breath tickled my neck, causing the small hairs on the back to stand up.
If I was going to be his wife, it wasn’t like I could go the rest of my life without kissing him at least once. At least I’d know now if he was a bad kisser or not before I said my vows.
“Sure, let’s do it,” I agreed softly.
His lips brushed my neck, hardly making any contact at all. Yet, goosebumps easily scattered across my skin. My heartbeat was already growing by the second. The sound of his low chuckle rumbling through the stilled air made my stomach do a small flip.
Maybe I felt more eager for the kiss than I realized. Elias was taking his sweet time, relishing in the moment. Well, I didn’t have the patience for all that.
Grabbing his face, his stubble poked my fingertips. I got a closer look at him, noting how blue his eyes were. Not even the decades of wear and tear from the mafia had dimmed the shade in the slightest. What a lovely color.
Leaning forward, I pressed my lips to his. Just a light brush, hardly an experience to remember. Nearly disappointed that he wasn’t giving me much of a response, I felt the rumble of his chest as a chuckle brushed against my lips.
Even now, Elias was amused and clearly not satisfied either.
Elias
When I mentioned kissing her, she misunderstood.
