Chapter 15 – LUCA
LUCA
Ten years ago
Sienna throws her head back and laughs as I catch her fingertips and tug her back into the bed.
“I have to go home, Luca. Class starts in twenty minutes, and I’m still in yesterday’s clothes.” She makes another half-hearted attempt to climb out of bed, but I pull her back, rolling us so she’s pinned beneath me. Her tank top rises up, exposing a perfect slash of her tanned, toned stomach.
When I press a kiss to her belly, she sighs, melting back into the mattress, all pretense of fighting me vanishing in the blink of an eye.
“What if you never had to go home?” I ask, jutting out my chin so I can scrape her silky-smooth skin with the scruff of my stubble. “What if your home was with me? Here.”
Sienna smiles up at me and laughs, one hand stroking through the curls at the back of my neck that seem to fascinate her so much. “You want me to move in with you?”
She thinks I’m joking, but it’s quite the opposite. I’m deadly serious.
“Yes, for a start.”
Sienna stills, like she’s figuring out how to react.
“I want you to be my wife, Sienna Fox. And not in a few years, not when we buy our first house or have our first kid. Now. Tomorrow. Today.”
Until I say the words out loud, I don’t realize just how much I want this.
Now that I’ve told her, I’m more certain than ever.
How we make it work with my father’s expectations that I take over the family business one day, I’m not sure.
But I’ll give it all to Enzo and leave that life behind if I have to.
Once I have her.
“Luca, you’re crazy…”
“Crazy about you,” I whisper, sliding her top up and the cups of her bra down so I can drag one hardened nipple between my lips and tug on it.
“Are you really…” She bites her lip, not able to bring herself to say what’s going on here.
“Proposing, yes.” Hovering over her, I suck her bottom lip free and kiss her, knowing from the way she arches up into me, rolls her hips up to meet mine while her hands cling to my back, that she’s not opposed to the idea.
“Then where’s the ring?” she teases playfully, gasping when I rock harder against her, using my erection to rub against her clit and give her the friction she’s seeking.
“Ordered,” I say, deadpan. “But I don’t want to wait.” I kiss her again. “Is that a yes then?”
She freezes and blinks up at me. “You’re serious.”
I nod.
“But what about your father? I mean, he’s… he’s terrifying, Luca. And he hates me. He won’t let you…”
Catching the hem of her leggings and tugging them down hard, I just need to be back inside her, immediately. A swell of pride rushes through me. She’s going to be mine, going to be Sienna Calvano someday soon, and just the thought has me harder than I’ve ever been before.
“He might not like the idea, but he’ll get over it. I mean, if we elope and get married in Vegas, what’s he going to do?”