“You promise you won’t go.”
“I promise,” he tells me without blinking before pulling my face down to his and capturing my mouth in a deep and demanding kiss.
I move my hips, taking him deeper and harder than before. Within minutes, we’re panting and moaning our ecstasy. My body is sated, and my mind is at peace.
Angelo slides his arm around me, his cock still buried deep inside me when he whispers, “Don’t do that again.”
“Or what?” I whisper back against his neck.
He lets out a heavy sigh. “I shouldn’t let you hang out with Izzy anymore. She’s a problem.”
“How do you know it was her?” I ask, smiling against his skin.
“She’s trouble and has been since she was a little girl. You’re too sweet to think of something like that on your own, baby.”
I want to argue, but he’s right. I never would’ve thought about or had the courage to use the thing he wanted most in that moment against him to get my way.
“I’m not the same woman you met.”
“You’re a Gallo now,” he says as he strokes my spine with his thumb. “The women in my family are strong and cunning, but I like you soft and sweet.”
“I’m still soft and sweet.”
Angelo’s body shakes with laughter. “You weren’t.”
I push myself upward to look at Angelo. “What were you guys planning?”
He shrugs. “Nothing too dangerous. He needed help tracking someone down.”
“Too dangerous?”
He smiles at my questioning of his word choice. “Morgan would go in alone, but he wanted backup in case something went down.”
“And by something going down, you mean…”
“In case he got hurt or the guy was able to get away. Morgan’s been away from the city for a while. I was just going to help him track the guy. Nothing more, sweetheart. The other guys would’ve handled the rest.”
“I was married to a man who thought it was his duty to save the world, Angelo. And I buried him. I won’t bury you too.”
He moves his hands to my face, cupping my cheeks in his palms. “It was a dumbass move not talking to you about it first. I’m sorry.” He pulls my forehead to his, and I close my eyes as he continues. “You know how important my family is to me. When they ask for help, it’s hard for me to say no.”
He’s right. Family is everything, and now I’m part of this family. He wouldn’t be putting himself at risk for nameless and faceless people, but for his own blood. My own blood.
“You can help if you want.” I take a deep breath, hoping like hell I don’t regret those words later. “As long as you promise me you’ll be careful.”
He lifts my head, and our eyes meet. “I’ll help him find the man, but I won’t go in after him. I won’t put myself in danger for you and our children.”
There’s a warmth in my chest from his words, especially how he refers to Brax and Tate as ours. That’s the thing about this man. There hasn’t been a day when I’ve felt like an outsider. He’s embraced me completely, and so have the children. His family has been beyond amazing, loving, and everything I could have dreamed of.
I lean forward and kiss his soft, warm lips. “Okay,” I whisper.
He rises to his feet as I wrap my legs around his waist. “Now that you’ve had your fun, woman, I think it’s time for me to remind you who’s really in charge.”
I giggle as he tosses me onto the bed and stands near the foot, staring down at me. “It’s still me,” I tease because if there’s one thing I’ve learned around the Gallo women, it’s that they rule the roost.
Angelo smiles and grabs my ankles so fast, I don’t have time to react before he pulls me toward him. “I’m pretty sure I am, baby, but think whatever you want if it makes you happy.”
“You make me happy,” I say, letting my eyes travel up his body. “Now, get naked and fuck me again.” I smirk.
