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I try to ignore that little voice in the back of my head, but it’s telling the truth. Spending one night inside Bianca will never be enough. I’ve known this since the first night in the back of the car. There is something about her that will always leave me wanting more.
It’s the reason I never contacted her after the night we shared in the city. Call it self-preservation. But being involved with a woman long term has never been on my radar, and I know Bianca is the one woman who could change that.
It makes her a threat to my very existence as a free and easy man.
Which I have no interest in giving up.
Yet, the next word out of my mouth isn’t goodbye. Or no. Or arrivederci.
No, instead of running toward self-preservation, I go and throw myself right in front of her crosshairs.
“Of course I will.”
Yet I don’t regret the words once they leave my mouth. Because she gives me a soft smile, and I’m not lying when I say it feels like I’ve just been shot in the chest.
“I’ll take the couch,” I say, removing my jacket and throwing it over the back of a lounge chair. I loosen my tie and try not to think of how only a few hours ago she was dancing for me behind the peep glass. But it’s impossible. Bianca has a body you don’t forget.
“Do you mind if I take a shower?” she asks.
Which is a question that does nothing to stop the images of her beautiful curves replaying in my head.
“This is your home for the time being.” I lead her into the bedroom and gesture to the adjoining bathroom. “Make yourself at home. I’ll order in some takeout while you shower. Any preference?”
She shakes her head, and I decide I like the way it falls around her face.
As I turn to leave, she says my name. I turn around and she smiles cautiously. “Thank you.”
I walk calmly out of the room and straight to the bar and pour myself a triple scotch.
Knowing she’s naked in my shower is murder when all I want to do is join her under that stream of hot water and do so many things to her beautiful body. Like lick the water from her delicious curves as I press her against the wet tiles and sink my cock so deep into her from behind.
I drain my scotch and quickly pour another.
I don’t think I’ll be getting any sleep tonight.
The storm hits the city around two a.m. and I’m woken by a flash of lightning followed by a violent clap of thunder.
My instincts tell me I’m not alone, and I sit up ready to reach for my gun on the coffee table. But that’s when I see Bianca standing in the lounge room.
The loft is dark, but there are enough flashes of lightning for me to see her beautiful face and the sweet curves of her body.
Our eyes meet as she walks toward me, and flashes of lightning illuminate the apartment. I swallow slowly, because I don’t think I’ve ever seen anything as sexy as Bianca wearing an oversize band t-shirt. It falls to the top of her thighs, and I can see a hint of her underwear as she walks toward the couch.
She says nothing when she reaches me, she simply pulls back the blanket draped over my body and climbs in beside me, pressing her back to my chest and pulling the blanket over to cover us.
She relaxes against me, and as if it’s the most natural thing in the world, I wrap my arm around her and hold her to me.
“Thank you,” she whispers and promptly falls to sleep.
While I lie wide awake beside her, wondering why it feels so good to have her in my arms.
26
BIANCA
I wake up on the couch alone. It takes me a moment to figure out where I am. Then I remember coming to the lounge room in the middle of the night because there was a storm raging outside, and if there’s one thing that scares me, it’s a thunderstorm.
But it all melted away once I was on the couch and Massimo had his arm around me, and I fell into a deep, restful sleep.
The smell of freshly-brewed coffee and toast wafts through the apartment, and my stomach growls.
Following my nose, I’m greeted by Massimo in the kitchen, making breakfast. He’s shirtless and wearing a pair of black pants with a belt, and my mouth immediately goes dry. He doesn’t just have abs, he has abs on abs. And every time he moves, they flex and dip, and I can’t help but wonder how it would feel to run my tongue along them.
It’s not fair that he’s so perfect first thing in the morning, while I look like a family of forest creatures have nested in my hair.
