Page 107 of Someone Exactly Like Me (Wounded Hearts 1)
“There’s nothing I can say. Trust me.”
“You’re going to give up? Just like that?” He glares at me.
“She lives halfway across the world. What do you want me to do? Besides, she won’t have sex with me so she can’t be too into me.”
He jolts up from eyeing his next shot. “You still haven’t fucked?” One eyebrow raises high above the other.
“No, man. She won’t let me. My balls have been fucking blue since I met her. I’m fucking craving her.” I shake my head, for the first time realizing I don’t want another woman. I only want Destiny. And I can’t have her.
“Damn, bro.”
“Tell me about it.”
“Look.” He spreads his legs, holding his stick in both hands in front of him. “You’re my little brother and I’ve seen you go through a lot of shit. I haven’t seen you this happy since we were kids, flying down the middle of Vicolo del Malpasso in our wobbly go-karts with Lorenzo and Marcello, lucky we didn’t split our heads open on the cobblestones.” He chuckles. “Tell her how you feel. Figure out a way to make it work.” He leans down, eyeballing his shot, and clacks the five-ball into the corner pocket. “And for fuck’s sake, fuck each other.” He blows smoke out as he laughs.
When Angelina and Destiny return, we have dinner together and they tell us about their afternoon while I have to confess that Marco whooped me at pool. As we clean up from dinner, Angelina suggests we meet back at the pool for a night swim and drinks.
Marco and I are at their bar, pouring wine for ourselves and lining up shots of amaro when Angelina comes out and lights candles around the patio. She opens a chest and takes out four towels, putting one on each lounge chair. When she’s done, she joins us at the bar. Destiny walks out, covered in her oversized sweatshirt, her hair twisted on top of her head, and joins us.
“Would you like your s’mores martini?” I ask Destiny.
“I don’t know what that is, but I like the sound of it,” Angelina says. “Will you make me one?”
“Yeah.”
“Okay, I’ll have one,” Destiny says.
Stepping behind the bar, I make their martinis and put them in front of them next to their shots.
Angelina wiggles in her seat. “I want to say the toast,” she says, holding up her shot glass.
Marco nods and gestures his open hand toward her.
“I want to toast Destiny.” She smiles warmly. “Thank you for coming here to be part with our family. Salute.”
With the ladies in their chairs and Marco and I standing in front of them, we raise our glasses in the center, saying, “Salute” in unison then down our shots.
Marco and I get in the pool while Angelina and Destiny sit at the bar sipping their martinis. After a few minutes, Angelina brings her drink over to the pool, sets it on the edge, and gets in. Destiny follows, also setting her glass on the edge of the pool. When she lifts her sweatshirt over her head, I’m grateful my body is under water because I’m immediately hard.
“Your suit is so cute,” Angelina says.
“Oh, thank you. My friend Candi snuck it into my luggage,” she says, quickly getting into the pool, but not before I get a look at her sexy body and the thong up her tight ass.
Fuck me.
“You guys, this is amazing,” she says, sinking into the water, looking out at the view.
Marco and Angelina’s villa overlooks the ocean with mountains to the right. Stonework and lush greenery surround the pool and patio. And the most unique part is the front glass wall of the pool. From under the water, you can look out into the ocean. As the sun is almost fully down, the candles Angelina lit earlier cast a warm glow across the patio.
“Thank you,” Angelina says. “This view and the pool are one of the main reasons we bought the villa.”
“I can see why.”
“Come.” Angelina takes her martini and glides through the water to the glass wall.
Destiny does the same, meeting her at the wall. They sip their drinks and Angelina points out some things in the village below.After the ladies finish their drinks, Angelina announces she’s going in and Marco goes with her.
Before he gets out, he looks at me, looks toward Destiny, and cocks his head to the side. I know exactly the message he’s sending, but I’m not going there, no matter how hard I am or how much I desire her. Destiny’s made herself very clear.
