34. Lennie
THIRTY-FOUR
LENNIE
I looked at Dante with shock and then elation as the words I love you came out of his mouth. A big smile spread on my face while I practically leaped onto him.
I had been nervous to bring Georgy over, but I should have known that Dante wouldn’t let me down.
I hugged him tightly while I danced from side to side with happiness.
He let out a rare chuckle, only egging on my antics.
After a few moments of our embrace, I looked up at him with so much admiration and love that I hoped he could feel it without words.
I looped my arms around his neck while he held onto my waist. Georgy was sniffing everything around us, paying no attention to what we were doing.
“I love you too,” I whispered.
Dante gave me one of his killer smiles before leaning down to press his lips to mine. He deepened the kiss and I let out a needy moan as our tongues began to dance with one another.
As soon as Dante palmed my asscheeks, Georgy went ballistic, barking and zooming through our legs before nipping at Dante’s shoes. The distraction stopped the kiss immediately.
“Hey, stop that, you fucker!” Dante said, annoyed.
But that only seemed to spur Georgy on as he continued to nip at Dante.
I leaned down and plucked the puppy off the ground before he drew blood. I booped his nose. “No biting, Georgy. That’s not nice.” Georgy only tilted his head, making him look cuter. I looked up at Dante and gave him a sheepish grin. “I guess he doesn’t like you touching me.”
Dante crossed his hands over his chest and let out a huff. “Dude is going to have to get over it. You are mine.”
The way he said mine made my knees weak. I loved that he wanted to claim me, and now he had just told me he loved me, which only made my emotions for him heighten. Nothing could bring me down from this high.