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I know what he means.
No matter how much sexting we do or phone sex, it will never, ever beat the real deal.I’m just hoping after what happened at my dress fitting, he will stop backing me into a corner about why I’m marrying Dante. It’s to protect everyone. I can’t have him flipping out, murdering everyone, and risking their lives. His fiancé’s family threatened a baby. I can’t have that on my conscience. I’m protecting him, whether he likes it or not.
Leaning my forehead on his shoulder, I let myself enjoy the heat of his body pressing against mine. “I’m sure we can figure it out.”
“I spent the entire flight on Google Maps pinpointing fuckable locations. I’m ready to go.”
“No, you did not!” I hit his chest, and he pins my hand over his heart.
“You bet your ass I did. I’m desperate for my next Rosa fix. I’m even debating dragging you into those disabled toilets over there.”Cupping my ass, he turns my body to the wall of bathroom doors.
“Eww. No thanks.”
“Fine. Just be ready, gorgeous. I’m coming for you. Then I’ll be coming inside you.”He rolls his hips and presses his hard bulge against my side, proving how urgent he is already.
I clench my legs together, my body on fire for him.
“Just tell me the time and place.” I push up to whisper in his ear, “I’m always wet for you. Even now, from one kiss, I’m soaked.”
He pulls back and shakes his head.
“Fucking hell, Rosa,” he groans.
The carousel beeps and starts moving, and my pink bag is hurled out.
Luca grabs it before it passes.
“Let’s go, before I bend you over right now.”
I let out a breath and look over to the bathrooms.
“You said no.” He grins and shrugs at me, walking towards the exit.
I run after him and pull him back before he reaches the security door. We’re safe in here. Everyone else has left through customs and they can’t get back in.
I crash my lips over his. People complain behind us as we block the door, but I don’t care. He deepens the kiss, I lean back, and he moans into my mouth. My arms encircle his neck as he cups my ass and squeezes.
We don’t get many moments where we can pretend we’re really just a couple in love.
CHAPTERFIFTY-SEVEN
luca
Romano decided to inform me today of a last-minute shipment to New York, but the only guys I would trust to oversee the delivery are here, in Italy.
“Good morning, Luca. Is your fiancé waking you up at seven in the morning now?” Frankie’s voice is filled with gravel. I’m pretty sure I just woke him up.
“Frankie, is Jax trained up enough to handle cargo?” I don’t even say hello. Romano has my head all messed up with these surprise demands.
All I want to focus on is how to get some time alone with Rosa.
He groans. “I wouldn’t recommend sending him in alone. He’s still learning the ropes and can be a bit, well, heavy-handed.”
Shit.
A woman’s voice comes through from his end with a soft lilt of Italian. “Can’t the boat be delayed? We’re heading back state-side in just a few days.” His words get muffled, like he’s covering the phone.
“No, it can’t be delayed. Romano said this was an important delivery. Nevermind. I’ll take care of it.” I hit end and stare at my phone.
