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While I’m patting my skin dry with a paper towel, Renzo comes into the restroom. I look at every inch of the counter so I don’t have to meet his eyes.
“The staff are coming in soon,mia topolina. We should leave.”
My voice is filled with embarrassment as I reply, “I’ll be right out.”
Instead of leaving, he stalks to me, and taking hold of my chin, he forces me to look at him.
His features are cut from stone as he says, “Don’t you dare make this awkward. I made you come, and you loved it. Own it.”
Jesus.
My neck goes up in flames, and cursed just like every other ginger out there, I blush hard.
Suddenly, he lets out a chuckle. “You’re cute when you blush.” Pulling me against his chest, he places a hand behind my head. “Don’t make a big deal about it. Okay?”
The embrace feels different from the others. He holds me tenderly, his body not tense at all.
He lets go of me a moment later, only to take my hand and weave our fingers together. I’m pulled out of the restroom and toward the back of the restaurant.
We didn’t even eat the food I made, and we didn’t clear the table.
None of that matters! You let your kidnapper go down on you.
As we leave the building and walk to the Bentley, I refuse to think about how amazing the two orgasms were.
I don’t think about how his kisses drugged me.
And I definitely don’t inspect my emotions, fearing what I’ll find.
Renzo’s a brutal and unforgiving man. He’s my kidnapper and nothing more.
Chapter 30
Renzo
Since I fucked up at the restaurant two days ago, things have been strained between Skylar and me.
Her walls are back up, and she only speaks when I demand a response from her.
In my defense, she could’ve stopped me, but she didn’t.
I’m at the warehouse because I figured Skylar could do with some alone time.
Elio’s taking a nap on the couch while I check that all the shipments are on schedule.
It’s been a while since I heard from Dario, and pulling my phone from my pocket, I dial his number.
“Hey, brother,” he answers, “you still alive?”
“Why wouldn’t I be?”
“I figured you and Skylar would’ve killed each other by now,” he chuckles.
“We had a close call, but we’re both still breathing,” I say, a smile curving my lips.
“What’s up?” he asks.
“I’m just checking in with you. You’ve been quiet.”
