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She glances up at me, those big brown eyes of hers filled with mistrust and warmth. She’s confused. I get that. I just hope there will be a time when she’ll know that I’m not going to harm her.
“Now, there’s something else we have to talk about.”
She tenses against me.
“The homeless men who gave Teagan’s location away, were they friends of yours?”
Her lips curl in disgust. “No, why?”
“You’re very handy with your knife,” I say with a smile. I knew that when she uncovered who gave up her friend, she’d exact revenge, but I had no idea she’d kill them for it. “So far, there are no leads and no witnesses.”
She releases a heavy breath. “Are you disgusted?”
I laugh. “Not in the fucking slightest. I’m a little pissed that I didn’t get to see you in action.”
She slaps my chest, and I listen to her soft laughter. “You’re crazy, Dario. Absolutely certifiable.”
“Possibly. I’ve ordered food, and don’t argue with me. You haven’t eaten in hours, and you need food.”
She purses her lips. “I’m not sure if I like this bossy side of you.”
I can’t hide my grin. “You mean when I’m not fucking you.”
She gives me the filthiest look. If looks could kill, I’d be six feet under. “You’re an ass.”
“Definitely. Now, we’re going to eat and then we’re going to talk.”
She shakes her head. “That’s not happening. I can’t deal with having a deep conversation right now.”
I sigh. I can’t push her. If I do, she’ll rebel and raise her walls. “Okay, but you’re going to eat.”
“Fine. I’ll eat.”
It won’t take long for Diego to arrive with our food. Speaking of which… “Diego wants you.”
Her eyes widen and her lips part in surprise. “No, he doesn’t.”
“Trust me, he does.” I’ve seen the way he looks at her. It’s the same way I do. He wants her, but he can’t fucking have her. Portia is mine.
She releases a laugh, and my cock twitches at the sound. “He does not. God, Dario, you’re so crazy.”
“Babe, I’m not crazy. I know the look he gives you.”
Her expression falls. The laughter is gone, and she looks at me with horror. “No. God, no.” She shudders. “Growing up, we were friends. He’ll always be the boy who would chase me.”
I laugh, surprised she remembers that. “Even so, he’s been watching you, and he’s going to try to get with you.”
She shakes her head. “It doesn’t matter. I don’t want him, and I won’t be ‘getting with him’,” she says, using her fingers as quotation marks.
“Too fucking right. You’re mine, Portia. I don’t share.”
“I’m not yours, Dario,” she says with a sigh. “I don’t know what you want from me, and honestly, I don’t think being together is the best idea.”
Bullshit. “You’re scared.”
“Do you honestly believe that I’m scared to be with you?” she asks as though it’s a foreign concept. “Can’t a woman know her mind?”
“Sure, they can. I’m not disputing that a woman can. You, on the other hand… You want me. I know it. You know it. So why are you lying to yourself?”
