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She tips her chin up, the ghost of a smile twitching at her lips. “I like the sound of that.”
My hands run down her back and cup her ass because I just can’t help myself.
“Now what?” she asks.
“I’m taking you home.”
Her eyes light up, the dark curtain receding. “Good, because I need you inside me.”
My cock instantly hardens at her words, it’s like her voice has a direct link to my stupid dick. I feel like a total asshole after all the shit she’s just admitted to me. She must read the surprise on my face because her cheeks go rosy, and she tightens her hold around my waist.
“Right now, when I close my eyes, all I can see is him. I feel his hands on me, and I just—” She shudders again. “I need you to erase it all. I don’t want to think about him, I only want to feel you.”
My head dips because I completely understand her. I’m about a second away from pulling out my cock and taking her right here on the back porch if it’ll erase the pain in her eyes. That’ll show fucking Uncle John.
"Get in the car.” I release her and force myself to take a step back.
“Where are you going?”
“To give our regards to your family.”
She arches a light brow, her lips puckering. “Dante….”
“I’ll be on my best behavior, I promise.” My fingers wrap around her wrist, and I jerk her mouth to mine. I pry her lips apart with my tongue and kiss her roughly. If she wants to forget, I’ll make her forget. After I’m done with her, I’ll be the only man she’ll ever think about, the only cock she’ll ever want, the only hands she’ll ever remember on her body. “Now get in the car,” I whisper against her mouth, “before I fuck you right here on the porch.”
Her head bobs up and down, and she darts down the steps into the backyard. I watch her as she follows the stone pathway along the side of the house and disappears around the front. I pull my phone out of my pocket and shoot Aldo a quick text message to make sure she stays in the car. I don’t want her anywhere near Uncle John.
Running my hands over my face, I draw in a steadying breath. Going back in there and facing that fucker while keeping my calm will be the hardest thing I’ve ever done. My mind flickers back to my days in A.A., and I search for that inner peace.
I jerk the door open and nearly rip it off its hinges. So much for calm. Inhale. Exhale. I repeat the mantra as I stomp down the hallway. When I reach the living room, Rose’s dad’s eyes lift to mine. I must look terrifying because he seems like he is about to shit himself. And he isn’t even the object of my rage. I mean, I do blame him because what kind of a blind idiot doesn’t realize what’s been going on right under his damned nose?
Which derails my thoughts to Rose’s mother. She’s gone now, but had she known? I toss the thoughts to the back of my mind for now and focus on the blondepezzo di merdaperched on the couch. A smug grin curls his lips, andDio,I’m dying to wipe that smile off his face with my fist. My nails dig into my skin with the strain of keeping the monster at bay.
“Rose and I are leaving. It’s been an enlightening visit.” I lace my tone with ice, daring one of them to question me. No one does. Swinging my gaze toward the uncle, my eyes shoot daggers. “There’s just one thing I’d like to make clear before I go. Rose has come to mean a lot to me, a fucking hell of a lot more than to the rest of you. I plan to spend the rest of my life taking care of her, protecting her. I might not know exactly how to do that, but I’m damned sure I’ll do a better job than any of you.”
Janet lets out a little squeal.
I fix my dark gaze on Dad next. “Don’t reach out, don’t call her, don’t text her. If she wants to talk, she’ll call you. And if she never does, then forget about her. I may not know much about being a father, but you fucked it up big time, Gerry.”
Whirling back on Uncle John, I lift my finger in his direction. “I’ll see you in hell,pezzo di merda.”
With a wicked grin, I tip my head at Rose’s family and march out the door.
CHAPTER38
FALLING FOR HIM
Rose
A steady rumbling draws me from a deep sleep. Blinking the haze away, I try to roll over, but steel bands tighten around my waist. Lifting my head, I take in the sleeping Italian I’m sprawled on top of. With his eyes closed, he’s much less intimidating, that scruffy jaw relaxed instead of its typically clenched state. He looks younger, somehow.
I revel in the rare moment of peace to ogle this beautiful, lethal man. Tracing the map of tattoos on his chest, I slowly dance my finger over the intricate designs. I’m surprised he hasn’t stirred; he must have been exhausted after last night. He’d stuck to his promise, fucking me so thoroughly he erased all the dark memories seeing my uncle had unearthed.
Whenever I think the past is finally behind me, it finds a way to surge back. If not Uncle John, now it’s this crazy-ass stalker. At least, Dr. Mark has been quiet since my escape from the city. I haven’t thought about him at all since that day atPalestra. Funny how a change of scenery and being fucked senseless for days will take your mind off things.
A smile melts across my face as I take Dante in, asleep and unguarded. My ribcage suddenly feels too tight around my full heart. This man has done the impossible. I’m falling for him. Fuck … who am I kidding? I’m already totally in love with him.
Which is absolutely terrifying.
