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“Say it. Give your biggest fear to me, sweetheart.”
“What if—no matter how much I want to—I can’t give my body to you?”
“You will.”
“You can’t be that positive when I don’t even know for sure. It’s my body.”
“I am that positive and I know what I need to do.”
“You do?” she squeaks out adorably.
“I have three days to prove to you that you can give me everything I need.”
“You’re that positive?”
“You have no idea,” I groan pulling her body deeper into mine and capturing her lips. I kiss her with all the hunger I have inside of me. It’s intense, voracious even. Hell, I think it’s even a little desperate. I know she can feel that, probably even taste it in my kiss. Yet, she doesn’t pull away. If anything, she matches my intensity.
When we pull apart, she looks at me as if she’s in a haze. I’m not sure I’ve ever seen her look more beautiful. Her eyes are dilated and shimmering with need and happiness. Her hair is mussed from my hands being in it. Her lips are already swollen,wet and bruised. Fuck, I want to scream out for everyone to hear that she’s mine. I resist the urge, albeit barely.
“Wow,” Gia exhales.
“Let’s go finish dinner and go home.”
“O—Okay.”
I pull her in one more time and kiss her forehead. Then, I lead my baby back to our table. Gia’s going to be mine completely—already is. She’s just afraid. It’s my job to get rid of that fear and replace it with happiness.
I’m more than up for the challenge.
angelina
. . .
I’ve always heard people say life can turn on a dime. I never truly understood it. Yet, when I woke up yesterday, I was fighting panic and determined to find a life without Victor being in the center of it. Now, every dream I’ve ever had in the last year is on the verge of coming true. It seems too good to be true. I would be ridiculously happy if I wasn’t terrified that my own insecurities and hang-ups will get in the way. When Victor was called to Niko’s office to talk with him, I asked to go with him. I need Emilia. She can help me work through all the crap in my head.At least I hope she can.Luckily, Victor was all for it because he didn’t have to have Zane come over to watch me. His jealousy makes me giggle. No one has ever been possessive over me before. I never thought I was the kind of girl who would get that reaction from a man to be honest. I love that Victor does.
“I won’t be long. Will you be okay?” Victor asks as he escorts me to the study where my cousin is.
“No, Victorio. I’m totally going to hurt her. Niko bought me a collection of knives that I’ve been dying to try.”
I laugh when I hear Emilia’s sassy response. Victor takes me in his arms making my body flush all over. When we got back from the restaurant last night, I was more than half afraid thathe’d push me beyond what I was ready for. Don’t get me wrong. We made out a lot, but nothing more than kissing and his hands roving over my body. I kept my clothes on, so he didn’t actually touch my flesh, even if it felt like his touch was vital to my very existence. We slept together—like we have before—but everything feels different from the way we were. Now, every touch means more. It could be because Victor has told me he wants to make me his future and I want that, too.
I’m just afraid I’ll screw it all up.
“For some reason, Emmie, I don’t really doubt that,” Victor teases.
“You shouldn’t.” She sounds serious, making me wonder if it’s the truth.Yikes.“Now, get out, you’re interrupting our girl time,” she orders.
“Yes, Ma’am,” he jokes. He pulls back from our embrace to look at me. His hand caresses the side of my face, as he places a kiss on my forehead. “I’ll be back soon, Kitten.” His voice is soft and tender. I feel something deep inside of me unfurl, making me flushed and happy.
“I’ll be here.”
“I’m counting on that.”
I thought we were done but instead, he leans down and presses his lips against mine. I’m sure it’s meant to be a quick touch, but there’s something I’ve learned since Victor’s return. I love his kisses and whenever possible I want more of them. I don’t even blink when he does it. Nope, not a bit. Instead, I put my hands at the back of his neck and pull him in deeper, while sliding my tongue into his mouth. Victor groans and takes over. From that point on, I follow his lead. I’m not even sure how long we kiss. It could be a minute or maybe an hour. That’s how engrossed I am in all the feelings and emotions that Victor brings out of me. When Emilia begins fake coughing though, weboth stop. My muscles tighten in my body as I force myself to pull back.
“Don’t stop on my account,” Emilia taunts.
Victor frowns down at me. I get worried he’s upset with me because I deepened the kiss. “Sorry,” I mumble.
