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I closed my eyes “I’m tired It’s late” It was so late it was actually early

“No,” Luca said, touching my waist “I want to understand I’irls who can choose theto be rough with you because of what you saw today? I won’t be I told you I want you to writhe beneath me in pleasure, and while that probably won’t happen the first time I take you, I’ll ers until you can co slow, but what do you want to wait for?”

I watched hi that will never happen: that you’ll want to make love to me and not take me like I’m your possession Part of me didn’t want to settle for less, the other part knew I had to ‘Love is so wo they’ll only ever get from their children Men don’t have time for such notions’ That’s what my father always said “I won’t make you wait for months,” I said instead of what I really wanted to say, then I fell asleepCHAPTER TENLuca cancelled his plans for the next day and sent Matteo out to do whatever needed to be done As a woman in our world, you quickly learned not to ask too ood

Luca got ready first and when I walked into the kitchen dressed and showered¸ he was staring into the fridge with a frown on his face “Can you cook?”

I snorted “Don’t tell me you’ve never made breakfast for yourself?”

“I usually grab so on my way to work, except on the days when Marianna is here and prepares so for me” His eyes scanned my body I’d chosen shorts, a tanktop and sandals since it was supposed to get really hot today “I love your legs”

I shook e He didn’t step back and our ared not to flinch His touch wasn’t uncoine enjoying it The fridge ell stocked The problem was I’d never cooked either, but I wouldn’tcarton and red peppers, and set them down on the kitchen counter It couldn’t be that hard to prepare an omelet I’d watched our cook a few times in the past

Luca leaned against the kitchen island and crossed his arrabbed a pan frolanced over my shoulder at him “Won’t you help me? You can chop the peppers You kno to handle a knife from what I hear”

That made the corners of his lips twitch but he pulled a knife out of the block and stepped up to my side The top of my head came only up to his chest with my flat sandals I had to admit I kind of liked it I handed hi board because I got the feeling Luca would have started chopping right on the expensive black granite countertops We worked in silence but Luca kept sneaking glances at me I put a bit of butter into the pan, then seasoned the beaten eggs I wasn’t sure if I needed to add s into the sizzling pan

Luca pointed his knife at the chopped peppers “What happens to these?”

“Shit,” I whispered The peppers should have gone in first

“Have you ever cooked?”

I ignored his I’d turned the stove tosrabbed a spatula and tried to flip the o me with a smirk

“Why don’t you s from the bottom of the pan

When I thought the eggs were safe to eat, I spooned them onto two plates They didn’t really look all that tasty Luca’s brows rose when I put a plate down in front of him He sank down on the barstool and I hopped onto the one beside him I watched hi, then brought it to his lips He sed, but it was obvious he wasn’t too impressed I took a bite as well and als were too dry and too salty I droppedthat it was hot and black “Oh ”

There was a hint of amusement in Luca’s face The more relaxed expression o out for breakfast”

I glowered at my coffee “How hard can it be to make an omelet?”

Luca let out what h Then his eyes flitted back down tohis He put his hand down on ainst htly traced his thumb back and forth over my skin “What would you like to do today?”

I pondered that, even if his hand was very distracting I was alternating betanting to shove it offafter our wedding night, you asked ht, so un, and maybe some self-defense”