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She collapsed on him, breathing hard. “What does that mean?”
“Fuck me,” he said on a growl.
Lifting her face to his, a smile tugged on her lips. “That was some serious fucking.”
It sure as hell was.
4
THE ABRUPT EXIT
LUCIANO
“You zhuzhed me up,” Simone said rolling off him. “Serious Zhuzhing with a capital Z.”
He chuffed out a laugh. “My designers use that word. You put a whole new spin on it.”
“You fuck good… too good.”
“It’s you. I’m just along for the ride.”
That made her smile. “I’m not buying that. I think it’syourworld and everyone else lives in it.”
He leaned over to kiss her, and she stilled. “What are you doing?”
“Kissing you.”
She pushed out of bed, opened the closet, and pulled out his robe. After covering herself, she turned back to him. “Yeah, so this was fun. I give you props… you’re a man of your word.” She paused, her penetrating gaze anchored on him. “That means a lot to me.”
She looked adorable in his bathrobe. Instead of feeling joy, another pang of sadness flitted through him.
“Don’t go.”
He did not want to be alone.
She sat on the edge of the bed, ran her fingers through her mussed hair and stroked his chest. Her soothing touch had him breathing deep while her tender caresses kept the demons at bay just a little longer.
“Don’t go?” she crooned. “Is Mr. Santini a romantic?”
“I have no heart.”
“Neither do I.”
He propped up on his elbows. Now, inches away, the pull to kiss her overpowered him. Again, he leaned toward her. This time, she didn’t back away. Their lips met in a tender kiss.
After pushing out of bed, she vanished into the bathroom, returning shortly after. “Sex, then food.”
“Then more sex.”
While she dressed, he cleaned himself up in the bathroom. Seconds later, he was back in his stateroom. As he pulled on his pants, she eyed him like she was going to devour him alive.
“If you continue eye-fucking me, we won’t get to the food,” he said.
She shook her head, blinked several times. “Those are very nice pants.”
“As a personal shopper, you would be an expert on that, yes?”
Pursing her lips, she slinked out of the room with a sway in her hips that had him following close on her heels. In his spacious galley, he pulled out the dinner containers, then a Santini Chianti from his private collection.
