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“Wow! A whole wing.”
“Well, everyone needs their privacy, I guess. Although most of this wing is barely used now. After Anya’s cancer went into remission the first time, we moved to Italy for a few years and this part of the house was locked down. We came back when she got sick again, but we never really opened it back up.”
She rolls onto her back and stares up at the ceiling, a soft smile on her face. I love that she allows me to talk about Anya and doesn’t make me feel bad about it. “That’s such a shame. It’s an incredible space.”
I prop myself up on one elbow and search her face. “You could bring it back to life.”
“I could what?”
“Why don’t you make this part of the house ours. Mine and yours.”
“But how?”
“However you want.”
“I couldn’t. I’d be too scared of changing something I shouldn’t. Besides, I don’t need a wing. But maybe a room? Where we could watch TV alone sometimes? Somewhere private. The library is supposed to be for everyone, and I spoke to Kat about a reading corner for the kids. So I don’t think we can keep using it as our own personal…” She bites on that damn lip again.
“Fuck den?” I suggest.
She laughs out loud. “Our bang palace?”
I dip my head and nip her shoulder, making her squeal as she goes on giggling. “Yeah, we definitely need some space of our own.”
She flutters her eyelashes at me. “It would be nice to have somewhere to watch you work while I read.”
“Read your porn?”
“My cli-te-ra-ture,” she says, enunciating each syllable.
“Maybe I’ll make you read it to me while I’m working.” I roll on top of her.
Her chest and neck flush with heat. “I’d like that a lot, Sir.”
“And between reading your porn, you can renovate this entire wing so that you feel like it’s your home as much as mine.”
She opens her mouth. “I said—”
I kiss her, refusing to let her argue with me. I need her by my side every second of every day, and it’s safer for all of us if we live in this mansion. My free spirit will be able to spread her wings, but that doesn’t mean I’m not going to protect her while she soars.
ChapterSixty-Four
MIA
“The James building?” I ask as we walk up the marble steps to the huge glass doors.
Lorenzo straightens his tie and nods.
“They have an entire skyscraper named after them?”
“It’s their building,” he replies, glancing around the street, always on alert.
“Wow! They must be super rich to own a whole building, and I bet that’s not just here in Chicago, right? Did you say Nathan is from New York? I bet he has his own building there too. And where else? I heard there were four brothers. Do you know—”
“Mia.” Lorenzo squeezes my hand. “It’ll be okay.”
I swallow down a thick knot of anxiety. “Sorry.”
He lifts my hand, brushing his lips over my knuckles. “Stop apologizing.”
