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“Very well.” He hands me my phone. “Send me her name, number and address.”
“Dante….”
“No buts, sweetheart. I made a vow to Stella, and I intend to keep it.”
A swirl of disappointment blossoms in my chest, and I want to kick myself for being so blind. This has nothing to do with me. This is all about his promise to Stella. Gawd, how could I be so stupid to think he actually cared aboutme?
Dante Valentino made it very clear he didn’t care about anyone.
“Rose, I’m waiting.” He ticks his head at my frozen fingers.
I don’t even know where Maisy lives, and sure, I could ask her to hang out, but we aren’t close enough to ask her for a place to crash for the next few nights. It’s Christmas. She must have plans like every other normal person in the world. “I can’t remember her address. I’ll send it to you later.”
He crosses his arms over his barrel chest and cocks a dark brow. “You’re not lying to me, are you?”
That look is intimidating as fuck, but instead of fear only desire blossoms low in my gut. Dammit, what is wrong with me?
“No,” I snap. I punch in her name and phone number and press send. “There, you happy?”
“Ecstatic.”
“Don’t call her,” I warn.
He shoots me another pointed glare that has the blood in my veins bubbling.
“At least give me a chance to talk to her. I don’t want her to think I’m giving out her number to random strangers.”
“Whatever you say, Rose.” He reaches for his pants and heads for the bathroom. “Get ready, I have an appointment to get to in an hour, and I’m not leaving here without you.”
The bathroom door barely closes before he drops his towel, and I get an eyeful of his perfect ass.
Too bad he is one.
CHAPTER12
YOU ARE MINE
Rose
Dante sits across from me in the sprawling back seat of the Town Car. He scowls at the stack of papers in his lap as he scribbles a signature, then moves onto the next. When the driver, Aldo, came to pick us up, he arrived with a fresh suit and tie for his boss. Dante dragged the jacket on, pouting like my two-year-old nephew when my sister-in-law makes him put on his shoes.
Focusing on this, something so trivial, is easier than dwelling on last night. Besides, the look on Dante’s face as he tugs on the knot of his tie would pick up anyone’s mood. He’s as out of place in that fancy three-piece suit as I’d be in one.
Scrubs and yoga pants, now that’s the type of practice I’ll have one day.
If I don’t find you first. That eerie robotic voice echoes in my mind, and a shudder surges up my spine.
“What’s the matter with you?” Dante barks from across the back seat.
I school my expression and wrap my arms around my middle. “Huh?”
“You just jumped or something.” His darting eyes land on my breasts. Of course, my nipples are poking through the soft material of my sports bra and top because of that damned chill.
“Nothing, I’m just cold.” I reach for my jacket I’d tossed on the seat and wrap it around my shoulders.
Dante knocks at the small window behind his head, and the glass slides open.
“What’s up, boss?” Aldo’s thick New York accent invades the silence.
