Page 74 of Family Bonds- Gabriela & Luca

“And if we fail?”

“Then we laugh about it. Order takeout. Steal fries. Or better yet, just get naked. That worked really well last night.”

His eyes warmed. “You are serious about that fry thing? I really don’t like sharing them.”

“Deadly serious.”

He reached for her hand, squeezing once. “Okay. Easy day. No pressure.”

“Exactly,” she said. “Just us being us.”

And for the first time since the conversation had turned real, it actually felt possible.

It felt like something she’d been hoping for.

Waiting for.

Only she found it with someone who was as skittish as her, no matter how much he was trying to pretend otherwise.

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LIKE WINNING

“Uh, what are you doing, Gabriela?”

His eyes had flung open the next morning, the bump in the sheets not nearly as alarming as his dick feeling wet and hard when he’d been sleeping.

The covers flew off his chest, over her head, her smile bright, wicked and oh, so tempting.

“If you have to ask what is going on, then you aren’t as good at anatomy as I thought. Where did you say you went to med school?”

Luca groaned, reached for the covers and yanked them back over her head to just shut her up.

She was right. Getting naked worked well for them.

Somehow yesterday had been both fun and light. Nothing more than letting him just slow up and breathe.

Last night was hot and heavy. A place he’d been missing for so long.

Only in the best way possible.

She hadn’t left his house once they returned from having breakfast out in public. They’d detoured to her place, she got achange of clothing because she said she was in for the day again and he wasn’t about to argue.

If yesterday was an easy day with no pressure, sign him up for double that. Triple.

Fuck that. Quadruple at this rate with her fist around his cock, her tongue tracing the tip.

At least he thought that was happening. It’s not like he could see and he was positive that had been her plan all along.

When her lips closed over him, he let out a low growl.

He should stop her. Shouldn’t he?

Jesus, how could he be so close to coming again?

He’d had more sex in the past two days than he’d had in the last few years in a week of his marriage.

Yep, nope. Not letting that runaway thought consume him.