Page 24 of Saved By A God
When a seductive smile pulls at her mouth as she eyes me up and down with blatant interest, it makes the tiny hairs on the back of my neck stand up.
The next second, Rosie’s arm wraps around my waist, and she leans possessively into my side. “That’s okay. Accidents happen.” With a loving look that invades my heart and conquers every inch, she asks, “Right, sweetie?”
Sweetie?
As the woman pushes her cart away, I shake my head at Rosie. “Never call me sweetie again.”
“How about you thank me for saving your butt?” she mutters while gripping the cart’s handlebar and heading for the cashiers. “Ungrateful ass. Should’ve left her to devour him like a black widow.”
She keeps mumbling under her breath until I hook my arm around her neck and press a kiss to her hair. “Thanks for saving my ass, Rosie.”
“You’re welcome.” She bats her long lashes at me. “Sweetie.”
We ring up our purchases, and when Rosie gets ready to pay, I shove her hand away and tap my credit card.
“You know I can buy my own food, right?”
“How about saying thank you?”
A mischievous glint sparks in her eyes, then she grabs hold of my shoulders, yanks me down, and plasters a kiss to my cheek. “My hero. Thank you for feeding me.”
I know she’s being playful, but when she pulls back, I’m hit with an urge to slam my mouth to hers and kiss the living fuck out of her.
Yanking away from her, I signal to some of the guards to grab the bags and walk ahead of Rosie toward the exit.
“Sorry, Enzo,” she says behind me. “I didn’t mean anything by it.”
“It’s fine.”
I unlock the Mustang with the app on my phone but come to a stop when Rosie says, “I’m going to go with Raffaele and Alessio so you can get back to work.”
I shoot her a dark look. “Get in my car.”
Her shoulders slump, and her energy feels all wrong when she climbs into the passenger seat. I slide in behind the steering wheel, and when I start the engine,Baby Sharkstarts playing.
Rosie quickly stops it, and I keep my tone soft as I say, “Don’t do that.”
Not looking at me, she stares out the window. “What?”
“Withdraw into yourself. There’s nothing wrong with you kissing me on the cheek. I overreacted.”
Because I wanted to fucking devour you.
Rosie just nods but continues to stare out the window.
Knowing how much music means to her, I scroll through my playlist, and after connecting to the car, I hesitate a moment before pressing play onFair To YoubyVincent Lima.
It’s the closest I’ll ever come to telling Rosie I love her.
I begin to drive as the song fills the air between us, and when I glance at her and see her chin quivering, I reach across the center console and squeeze her hand.
Needing to give her something, I say, “You’re my favorite person.”
Rosie sucks in a deep breath. “Yeah-yeah.”
She takes control of the playlist, and when the weirdest shit starts playing, the corner of my mouth lifts. “What the fuck is this?”
“I swearby theMinions.” Rosie serenades me at the top of her lungs, and just like that, everything is fine between us again.
