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Between that realization and Theo’s fingers on me, the sensation inside me reaches its climax, and I topple over.
I clutch Theo’s shoulders as he holds me. I want to cry out his name as my orgasm washes over me, but I keep my lips shut. Theo kisses me, helping me stay quiet.
My legs tremble as Theo helps me lower the one around his waist. I almost stumble, but he catches me, holding me close to him.
“Theo …” I rest my head on his chest. His heartbeat is erratic under my ear.
“Cecilia,” he murmurs, kissing the top of my head.
“I don’t want you to let me go,” I whisper.
He tightens his arms around me. “I’m not going to let you go.”
“But what about Salvatore?”
“Don’t mention him. Not at a moment like this. It’s just you and me.”
“You and me,” I agree.
I could stay in this moment with Theo forever, but then the doorbell rings. There are only so many people it could be, and not many of those options are good ones.
Theo pulls away from me with a groan. “I have to answer it, or you mom might come in here.”
He’s right, even though my body aches for more.
I can tell exactly who it is from his expression the moment Theo answers the door. Disgust. Salvatore.
“Bodyguard,” Salvatore says as an insult as he barges into my house. He stops when he sees me. “Cecilia. I wasn’t expecting you to be down.”
“Well, I am.” I cross my arms and glare at him. If he and are to getting married, I’m going to make it very clear how much I hate him.
Salvatore looks between Theo and me. “Didn’t I say you two weren’t supposed to be alone together?”
“This is my house, Mr. Fontana,” I snap.
“Salvatore,” he grits out.
“Okay. Theo is my bodyguard. We’re going to be around each other. It’s the way of it. If that bothers you, then call off the wedding. We don’t have to get married.”
He huffs, walking over to me. Out of the corner of my eye, I see Theo tense. “You would like that, wouldn’t you?” Salvatore says. “What? So, you can run off with your bodyguard? How cliché.”
“No. I don’t want to marry you becauseIdon’t want to marry you.”
Salvatore sneers. “You better be a virgin on our wedding night.” I gasp. “Or there will be problems.” He turns to Theo. “And you. You keep your hands off my wife.”
“Not your wife,” Theo says, somehow managing to look calm. I want nothing more than to hit Salvatore, and I’m not a violent person.
“Cecilia and I will be married in two weeks. You don’t stand a chance. And if I find out you’ve touched her, you won’t like the outcome.”
Theo stands to his full heigh, towering over Salvatore. “And if you threaten me again, you won’t like the outcome.”
Salvatore doesn’t back down. He only huffs, glaring at Theo. A moment later, he stalks out of the house. Theo shuts the door with a little bit more force than usual.
“I hate him,” I say.
Theo wraps me in my arms again. “We’ll find a way out of this.”
“How? If you kill him, there will be consequences. If we run away together, there will be consequences. How did we get out of this without causing more trouble in the long run?”
