Chapter 2 #2
“I’m hungry,” Robby whines and we both return our attention to him.
“Let’s dig in.” I lift the cover off our trays—a bacon cheeseburger and fries for him, while we start on a salad and the yellow fin tuna with spiced mangos and some kind of purple sauce.
She takes a bite of the fruit, practically moaning. The fork in her hand drifts over to my lips, and I open for her when she slips a piece of mango from her plate into my mouth.
I suck on the fork, eyeing her intensely, and when she pulls it out, her cheeks fill with pink, and those eyes go lustful.
I bend to her ear. “It doesn’t taste as good as you do when you’re coming all over my tongue.”
“Enzo,” she groans softly and the vibrations from her voice have me wanting to take her back to our room.
“Eat your food,” I command, a muscle flexing in my jaw, wanting to fuck her right on the damn sand.
I try to keep my dick in check as we eat in silence. The resort I had chosen was exclusive, and the part of the beach we’re in is just ours. The other villas are distances away.
The server returns once we’re done, rolling a tray, carrying three covered plates. “Whenever you’re ready for dessert, sir.”
“We’re ready.” I get to my feet, putting our dirty plates on his tray while he places the new ones on our table. With a curt nod, he strolls away.
Suddenly, I’m nervous. What if she says no? What if she’s not ready for that kind of commitment? But I have to know. I have to make her my wife, finally. Because she already feels that way. We just have to make it official.
I lift the cover off Robby’s plate first, a chocolate mousse cake with a medley of berries, then I go to hers, doing the same. As she takes a bite, I leave my plate covered, knowing the box is there, waiting for me to use it.
Her mouth tips up into a smile as she continues eating the cake, while Robby eyes me with a wide stare when I nervously lift the cover off my plate and slip the black box into my palm.
I don’t think she saw me do it, but Robby sure did, growing giddy.
But once I kneel onto the sand, she drops the fork with a loud clank.
“Wha—” Her eyes grow large, a palm popping over her mouth, Robby grinning as he stares at each of us.
“Baby, I’ve loved you since the moment we met.
I know you know it’s true. I felt what we could be then, and I wanted you every moment since.
I saw who I was meant to be when I looked into your eyes, and never want to go back to the days before I met you.
I want more. I want us to be a family. So .
. .” I open the box, a square diamond surrounded by tiny ones glistens beneath the torches around us.
“All I need to know now is, will you marry me?”
She jumps to her feet, pushing the chair behind her. Her chest rises and falls as she looks into my eyes, tears dancing around the rims of her eyes. “Of course, I’ll marry you, Enzo. You’re the half of my beating heart, and I’ll love you forever.”
With devotion beating through my veins, I remove the ring, keeping our gazes aligned, and slip it on her finger.
Taking her hand in mine, I kiss each one of her fingertips while she stares with maddening affection, at me.
At a man who never thought he’d ever find the one who was simply waiting for him to find her.
We returned to that same place a month later, but for our wedding this time, with all our favorite people. My brothers were there by my side and Robby, well, he was the best man.
“I think she’s here,” he whispers, straightening his back as keys jangle right before the door opens a distance away.
Her heels clack as she nears the den, where we wait quietly. As soon as the door shuts and she struts inside, my eyes see her before she sees me. Long waves slope past her tits, her ass round in tight jeans that I can’t wait to peel the fuck off her gorgeous body.
She fumbles with her big handbag slung over her shoulder, and it takes her a second to register us in the room. She lets out a startled gasp. “What are you guys doing here? I thought you’d still be at the game.”
“Slight change of plans.” My lips lift, loving the shock on her face. I can’t wait for her to see what I’ve got in store tonight.
“Come on, Mom!” Robby jumps to his feet. “We got a surprise for you!” He wanders to her with me close behind. She twists her head just then, giving me an inquisitive stare that has me grinning with a wink.
She narrows a playful gaze as Robby practically tugs her to the dining room.
She gasps as she takes in the setup, her brows bending with the softening of her features. “What is this?” she whispers, pulling a breath.
The room is set with dimmed lights, small candles sparkling across the middle of the table, a vase full of fresh peonies at the center.
“We cooked for you!” Robby rushes to reveal what’s on the enclosed trays.
“Wow,” she gushes, covering her mouth with her fingers. “You boys did this? For me? Together?” Her voice cracks with visible emotion, pressing her palm against her chest. “This is the sweetest thing.”
I near her, inspecting her eyes, seeing tears shining, glancing over at Robby who stares at me with a twist of his mouth.
She wipes her eye with the back of her hand.
“Told you she’d cry.”
“Oh, man! You lost me dessert, Mom.”
She laughs, swiping across her lashes. “What?”
“He told me you’d cry when you saw all this, and I said you wouldn’t.” He huffs. “This is no fair.”
“I’ll tell you what, buddy.” I fling an arm across his back, pulling him to my side. “I’ll let you keep your dessert, but in case we’re keeping score, remember who won this one.” I nod once, pointing to myself.
“Ha. Ha.” He rolls his eyes, humor there.
“You ready to go to your uncle Dante’s?” I ask because I need my girl alone for all the things I’m gonna do to her.
“Wait, he isn’t staying?” she asks just as Robby runs off to get his overnight bag and shoes.
“Nah.” I approach, tugging her jaw in my palm, my lips nearing her ear.
“We’re playing all night, baby. It’s safer if he’s gone.
” I brush my lips right down her neck. “I’m gonna have you screaming my name all throughout this house.
” I pitch back, our gazes tangled in heated desire, her shallow breaths practically bursting out her parted lips.
I steel my jaw, my cock throbbing from the flushed look on her cheeks.
Robby is back. “Ready.”
“I’ll be back in a minute.” Grabbing her nape, I yank her to me, kissing her quickly on a growl of frustration, then we head out the door and I practically run toward Dante’s.
“Hey! I can’t go that fast,” Robby complains as we rush down the empty street in our gated block. I slow the pace on a chuckle. “Sorry, little man. I’m a little hungry.”
And it isn’t for the food.
“Yeah, well, a kid’s gotta walk, so let me walk, old man,” he says with a laugh.
“Old man, huh?” I stop mid-step, tilting up my mouth, ready to grab him, but he dashes away. “Not fast enough,” I say just as I circle my arms around him and flip him in the air, carrying him that way to Dante’s
“Hey!” he yelps with humor. “If I fall and hit my head, Mom’s gonna kill you.”
“Yeah, yeah, zip it up down there.” I carry him that way to Dante’s door, knocking with my free hand. My brother opens the door, jerking up his brows.
“Remind me never to ask you to babysit.” He shakes his head. “Hey, Robb . . .” He peers down at him. “Want me to kick his ass?”
“Yes, save me!” Robby giggles.
“Drop my nephew. Now.” He pretends to get serious, rolling his arms against his chest.
“Fine,” I say, dropping Robby to his feet. “But that’s only because my lady is waiting for me.”
Robby rubs his forehead. “I think all the blood is officially in my skull. Thanks.” Dante parts the door, and he runs in.
“All right, you fuckers. Have fun. Daddy’s got business to take care of.”
“I’d say we’ll miss you but . . .” Then Dante shuts the door in my face.
“I know where you live!” I shout through the barrier, then I’m off, rushing back even quicker.
When I’m finally opening my door, she’s waiting for me, same heels on, but fuck, she’s in a completely new outfit.
My eyes slowly wander down those curves, wrapped under the fiery red dress she has on, and that heavy bulge in my pants physically jerks.
“Lord have mercy on my cock.”
“So you like?” She runs her hands up and down her hips, eyeing me with a seductive glint.
I prance up, running a hand through my hair, blowing a harsh breath, unable to take my eyes off her body. “You sure you wanna eat first?” When I’m in front of her, I curl my palms around her ass, tucking her to my chest, my hard-on pushing into her.
“I am kinda hungry.” Her mouth goes all sultry in the way she smiles, a finger twirling a loose strand of her hair.
“Is that so?” I clutch her hips with both palms, lowering my mouth to hers. My lips hover close to the warm breaths slipping out her lips. “What’s my girl hungry for?”
“For the sushi you made, of course.” Both of her hands climb up my back, her nails biting into the flesh there, causing my muscles to twitch.
I let my lips brush against hers, groaning as she lets go of a small, little moan. “Is that all?”
“What else would I be hungry for?” she breathes.
Growling deep in my throat, I force her body up against the wall with the power of mine.
My hand inches around her neck, curling around it, my fingers delving into that soft skin.
“For this.” I arch my pelvis into hers, my cock rubbing against her, and her hands ball into tight fists against my lower back.
“Enzo,” she cries.
“Yeah, baby . . .” I roll my hips harder, deeper.
“I know exactly what you need.” My lips fall to her neck, kissing and sucking on her skin, grinding my pelvis into her at the same time.
“I’m gonna strip you of this dress until you’re in nothing but those heels and a pair of panties.
Then I’m gonna show you exactly what I’m starving for. ”