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Taking Roman’s hand, I lead us through the congratulatory crowd to the tables set in front of the villa. Once we’re seated everyone else settles down, so we can dig into the delicious food, speeches, and toasts.
Arianna sits at my side, Blake is on Roman’s other side, and Ginevra and my cousins take the places across from us. Cian O’Rourke squeezes in his large frame beside Ravenna. Her sister, Elena, claims a spot as far from him as possible.
I don’t blame her, he’s a mean looking giant. Though he seems to treat Ravenna with complete adoration.
Our family just keeps growing. Now that Arianna and Gin are allowed to date, I’m curious who they’ll be bringing home.
“Open up.” Roman hovers a piece of bread dipped in olive oil in front of my lips.
I do as he commands, open my mouth and let him feed me. Our gazes lock as I suck on his fingers. Beneath the table, his free hand hikes up my wedding gown until he can dip his fingers between my thighs. Where he leaves them, teasing my heated flesh, throughout the rest of dinner.
“Where are you honeymooning this time?” Gin asks between bites.
I glance at Roman. “As usual, it’s a surprise.”
He ducks in close, whispering in my ear. “This time I’m keeping you in bed for two full weeks. We’re going to turn off our phones, order room service for every meal, and I’m going to worship every inch of your body—again.”
I shiver as lust rushes through my body.
“Ah, I heard part of that.” Arianna purses her lips, side eyeing us. “Don’t you want to do something more productive, like tour Italy or England?”
“Obviously,” Roman levels his gaze on her, “you’ve never been attracted to another person. Much less in love.”
“Love is an emotion. You can be in love with someone without jumping into bed with them every chance you get. That’s lust, not love.”
“It’s a package deal.” Roman sips his wine, his fingers finding my clit.
I sharply inhale.
Arianna glances at me. “Are you okay?”
“Fine. Just fine.” I shoot a half-hearted glare at Roman and shake my head. He gives me a devilish smile and continues pleasuring me. He’s so naughty.
“Sophia, can you pass the pepper, please?” Ravenna asks, and I hand it to her.
Arianna gasps. Everyone in the vicinity glances her way.
“What’s wrong?” I ask, noting that she has a death grip on her phone beneath the table. She can’t see what Roman’s doing to me under here, can she?
“Nothing.” She blanches. “It’s nothing. Please excuse me.” She rushes inside and I catch the tremble in her hands.
It’s not Roman’s hands on me that are upsetting her, it’s something else.
“I need to go see what’s going on.”
Reluctantly, Roman nods, and fixes my dress before I stand up to follow Arianna. Gin, never wanting to miss out on an ounce of drama, is hot on my heels. Out of the corner of my eye, I catch Blake Baron’s gaze flick to Ginevra then back to his plate.
We find Arianna in the hallway, pacing and staring at her phone. Something is obviously wrong.
“What is it?” I ask, and she startles like she didn’t hear our heels clicking on the marble floor as we approached.
She licks her lips and pockets her phone. “Really it’s nothing. My stomach just doesn’t feel so well all of a sudden.”
I place my hands on my hips and cock my head. “Liar.”
“Something's up,” Ginevra pipes in. “You’ve been checking your phone all day. That’s not like you. Oh! Is it a boy?” Her eyes brighten with excitement.
“No,” Arianna snaps. Her features scrunch and she chokes on a sob. Gin blinks at her, taken aback.
