AllFreeNovel
Share Us
Deidre groaned and dropped her head on the table. “Mom, let it go.”
“I heard about last night. Really, Allegra.”
How was last night my fault? One glance at Deidre, and I knew. I’d take the hit on this one because I owed her for all the times she’d covered for me with Knox.
“I think the pressure got to me. I needed a release. It was either jump in the lake or jump Marco.”
Deidre snorted.
“I ended up doing both.”
My mother slapped her wedding planner on the table. “How are you my daughter?” She stood.
“Oh, come on, Mom. I’m teasing. We were just having a little fun and don’t worry, I can still walk down the aisle without going to confession.” Mostly.
She went to the buffet for fruit. I glanced at Marco again. Sunlight reflected off his dark hair. He plucked his sunglasses off the table and slipped them on.
The light linen, button-down shirt fluttered in the cool breeze and the tan pants molded to his strong thighs. My nipples warmed and sent another wave of heat lower.
Marco glanced at his phone, stood, and excused himself from the table. He approached, standing next to me. I glanced into his face.
“I have business to take care of. Salvatore graciously offered his office, but I’d prefer to use our room.”
“I won’t bother you. I have a final fitting on my dress. Do you want me to come say goodbye before we leave?”
“Always.” He kissed my forehead.
And forever. I smiled, thinking of Knox and knowing he’d approve of Marco if he could see the way he was treating me.
Orlando approached. “Good morning, patatina.” He plucked a grape from Deidre’s plate.
Marco’s hand shot out and aggressively grasped Orlando’s arm.
Emilio sidled up next to Orlando. “We gamed last night, and ourlittle potatois badass on Grand Theft Auto.”
“Choose another name for her,” Marco said.
Deidre laughed. “I like it. I want Lanny and Emilio to call me patatina.”
“You wouldn’t if you understood the sentiment behind it.” Marco sifted his hand under my hair and grazed his fingertips along the back of my neck as he stood behind me.
A tingle followed his touch, shivered along my spine, warmed my belly, and settled in my clit. With every touch, I slipped a little deeper into this erotic madness.
“Oh, they told me.” Deidre popped a grape into her mouth. “I own it.”
My mother had wandered over to my father and brother.
“What does it mean?” I whispered.
“Don’t tell her,” Deidre said.
I glared at Orlando. “We’re just getting to know each other so you aren’t aware of how close I came to maiming you yesterday. I’m deadly with a knife and protective of my sister.”
“We mean it in the most innocent way, but if you’ve seen her play GTA, you’ll understand. She’s sadistic.”
“Is that what it means?” I asked.
“Nah,” Emilio said. “It means when she plays, she’s a cunt.”
