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My hand flew to my throat, and heat rushed up my face. “I will.”
Jenny smirked. “I’ll let you get back to it then.” A wink. “Have fun.”
I forced a shaky smile. “Bye.”
The moment she left, I locked the deadbolt and slid the chain across. Why hadn’t I done that last night? My back connected with the door, and my heart pounded against my ribcage. That was way too close.
Romolo appeared on the threshold of my bedroom. He was mostly dressed, his long fingers working a cufflink through a buttonhole. “One of your father’s assistants?”
“Yeah. I completely forgot she was stopping by.” It was easy to forget all kinds of things when I was all wrapped up in him.
Like the fact that actions had consequences.
Unease clogged my lungs and bled into the air with my next exhale. I wanted to crack a window open, but more than that, I wanted to kiss him one more time.
I couldn’t.
One cufflink done, he moved on to the next. His gaze skimmed over me but didn’t linger, like there was nothing left for him to see.
Swallowing past the ball in my throat, I brushed my palm over the kitchen island. “I guess this is goodbye, then.”
He tugged on his sleeve, his movements as slow and deliberate as the next words that came out of his mouth.
“I’m not done with you yet, Berry.”
CHAPTER32
ROM
My plans never seemed to work quite right when it came to Mia.
The morning after was supposed to be the grand finale. I’d fuck her slow, drag it out until she was writhing, bring her right to the edge, and then refuse to let her come until she agreed to see me again.
It was crude, but I was ninety-nine percent sure it would have worked, because there was no denying how her body responded to me.
We were fucking electric. Even now, my cock was half hard just from looking at her—her robe loose around her shoulders, her lips pink and swollen, her skin glowing in the soft morning light.
Instead of putting my plan in action, the fucking assistant had showed up.Jenny.
She’d spooked Mia. I could see it in her eyes. The walls were going back up. She was preparing to push me out the door like last night was something that needed to be erased.
Bitterness stabbed through my chest, the pain turning sharper when Mia said, “We agreed on one night.”
I scoffed. "You fell asleep halfway through."
Her eyes narrowed. "So did you."
“I woke up in the middle of the night but decided to let you sleep.” She’d looked exhausted. I’d lain there in the dark and watched her breathe. The image of her stumbling on that stage had come to me, and I’d decided to wait until the morning to have her again. She needed rest.
Her bottom lip disappeared beneath her teeth. “Really?"
Her skepticism pissed me off. It’s like she thought I was beneath that kind of a gesture.
I reached for my phone and tossed it to her. “Since you know my passcode, why don’t you check my messages? I texted Cos at three a.m.”
She got into the phone and then frowned as she swiped her thumb over the screen. "Why did you tell him you spent the night at the club?”
I arched a brow. "Would you prefer I told him I spent the night inside you?"
