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Blushing, I pull away, turning off the stovetop. "Why don't you go upstairs and change? Dinner will be ready in like ten minutes. And then we'll eat, and after dinner, you can give me your surprise."
"But what if I don't want to wait?"
I giggle again. "Tough, Dominic. Go on."
Chuckling, he pecks my cheek and goes, leaving me alone in the kitchen.
Elena is elsewhere, and there's no one around to help me carry in the food, so I leave the pasta sauce and bread in the kitchen while I plate the salads and carry the plates to the dining room.
The table is already set, and I'm just setting the final fork down when Elena walks in with the tray of steaming pasta and a basket of bread. Setting them on the table, I fluff the salad a bit more and look up at her.
"Thank you so much for your help, Elena."
"It was my pleasure, Daisy. I'll tell Mr. Falcone dinner is ready."
She leaves, and Dominic enters, looking freshly showered in a clean pair of pressed slacks and a white button-up, and he's even rolled his sleeves up to his elbows. He knows what I like, and my hunger for food starts to morph into something else.
Keep it together, Daisy! Not yet!
Dominic pulls out my chair and kisses the top of my head as I sit down, and he takes his own seat across from me. We load up our plates, and the first bite of the pasta makes me want to punch the air in triumph. I did it! The meal is amazing.
"This is delicious, Daisy."
With my heart in my throat, I ask him, "Do you recognize it?"
Dominic stops and looks over the table. He is never emotional, but I swear as recognition hits him, I see a softening at the corner of his mouth and a pleased crinkling in the corner of his eyes. "This is my grandmother's recipe, isn't it?"
"Elena helped me, but yes. Is it okay?"
Dominic leans across the table and kisses me hard, and my hands rest on his chest when he breaks the kiss. "Angel, this is the best gift you could give me."
Pleased and nervous for what's to come, we finish our dinner, and I carry out a pot of coffee. I’m too nervous for coffee, but apparently, Dominic loves it after dinner.
After dinner, we have dessert, a simple tiramisu, and we sip our coffee. "So I know you said that dinner was the best gift ever, but I have something else too."
He raises both of his eyebrows as I stand and pad around the table, my feet bare. I have a simple white wrap dress under my apron, and he looks over me appreciatively as I approach, lowering myself into his lap and wrapping my arms around his neck.
"Is this my gift? Your hot-as-fuck body?"
I can't help but sigh happily. "No. Well, sure, but later. Right now..." I bite my lip, my heart beating so hard I'm afraid it might pop right out of my chest. "Right now, I want to tell you that I love you."
He freezes, and I panic. "I'm not expecting you to say it back because I know it's fast, but Dominic, these last few weeks have been magical, and you've been the man of my dreams, and you saved my life, and I really, really love you, and?—"
Dominic's kiss shuts me up, and when he breaks it, he presses his forehead to mine. "Angel, you never have to be nervous about telling me something like that. I'm honored you love me. Because I fucking love you, too."
I melt into him, and we hold each other for a long moment. After a few minutes, Dominic breaks the silence, grinding up against me so I can feel just how much my words and mouth excite him. "Upstairs, Daisy. Now. Because if I don't get to give you your surprise right fucking now, I'm going to explode."
"What is it?"
His smile is wicked and maybe just the tiniest bit scary. "Run, Daisy. To our bed."
I run. Dominic isn't far behind me.
In the master bedroom, the lights are dimmed, and Dominic wastes no time ripping my dress off and throwing it behind him. He yanks down his pants, jerking his shirt over his head, and throws me onto the bed, crawling over me.
"On your stomach."
I do as he says, and feel the movements in the mattress as he moves to the end of the bed. Warm, rough fingers smooth over my skin, and my entire body tightens with desire.
