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He leans over me, bracing one hand on the arm of my chair, his face inches from mine while his eyes take me in from head to toe and back up again.
“Instead, I find myself wanting you more with every brash, insolent word that comes out of your mouth.”
He reaches up and traces the bump on my lip with one finger, making it tingle. When he meets my gaze, it seems the blue of his eyes is darker, filled to the brim with fire and lust and promises of so much pleasure.
He runs his finger from my lips down my neck, sending ripples of sensation everywhere he touches, all of that coalescing between my legs where a throbbing starts. Wetness pools in my panties at the thought of what that piercing would feel like inside me.
But Nico only continues to stare at me.
“Why did you really come here today?” I ask, already somehow knowing he didn’t come here for sex. Nico is very straight to the point. He usually doesn’t hesitate to take what he wants, or give me what he thinks I need, which tells me there’s more on his mind.
He looks me over suggestively. I swear I can feel the path his eyes take down my body.
Please say sex, my sex-starved brain cries, even though I know he won’t.
“Take down your hair and I’ll tell you why I came here,” He straightens and returns to the couch, but this time, he lies back on it, his hands folded behind his head as he stares straight at the ceiling.
My heart pounds. He might as well have asked me to strip for all the effect it’s having on me. But seeing him stretched out on my too-small couch, ready to bare his mind to me is too much temptation. He glances at me, then arches a single eyebrow as if to say, “What are you waiting for?”
With a shaky hand, I reach up and unwind my hair, letting it fall in waves down my back. It’s way too long now but somehow in the last four years that I’ve been away from Harmony, I’ve not had the heart to cut it short.
Nico must have noticed that everyone back home seems to sport overly long hair, which is probably why he’s making me do this. My face suddenly feels too hot.
He likes to see that part of me. Which is precisely why I'm feeling so… naked and exposed right now.
“Fuck, Sparrow. You’re breathtaking when you blush for me,” Nico’s gravelly voice pulls me deeper into a sensual haze, transforming the throbbing in my core into a raging inferno. I don’t even try to resist clenching my thighs together.
Still, I forge on. “So, Nico, what’s on your mind?”
“You. I can’t get you out of my head, fiammetta. And I have to do something tonight; I need my head clear.”
“What is it you have to do tonight?” I ask. It seems his conscience is weighing on him.
He looks at me, brow raised, silent.
I roll my eyes. “I know we are not talking about a late-night trip to get some ice-cream, Nico.”
He nods then faces the ceiling, “Okay. I plan to retaliate. For Leo.”
“All right.” I’m silent for a moment, mulling that over. Sometimes wanting to get revenge is easier than following through on it. But I imagine this isn’t the first time he’s inflicted violence. So, there’s something different about this time.
“For Leo’s death?” I question. “But he betrayed you.”
He nods. “Yes, but he was enticed by a rival family. One that is in open rebellion to the Outfit.”
“You mean Romano?”
He slowly huffs out a breath. “Who told you that?”
I shrug, “When you find yourself in a mafia don’s crosshairs for no reason, you obsess over who he is and why he wants you dead, so yeah, I’ve been busy this past week.”
He simply nods “Fair enough.”
“I have a feeling the retaliation isn’t the problem here, Nico,” I say, getting back on track.
“No?” He seems intrigued.
I drag my fingers through my hair and then push it behind my shoulder. “I think, so long as you’re caught up in seeking revenge, you don’t truly have to face what Leo did to you. Once you avenge Romano’s disrespect and the demons are slayed, you’ll have to face the pain of Leo’s betrayal.”
