“You cook well now. I remember when you couldn’t even boil an egg,” I joked.
She gave a sheepish shrug. “I didn’t have much chance to learn. Everything was always done for me.” She grinned. “I was a spoiled little princess, completely sheltered.”
Again, I let my eyes wander over her body. It wasn’t that she was wearing anything particularly revealing or sexy, but that didn’t really matter when it came to her. She could wear a trash bag and I would want her.
“Well…” Reluctantly, I placed the spoon in the dish and leaned back. This time, I made sure there was no doubt about what I wanted to happen next when I looked at her. “You were sheltered until I got my hands on you.”
The two pink dots on her cheeks deepened. I loved that I could still make her blush even though she was an adult now.
“How about you come over here?” Scraping my chair back, I tapped the table top with both hands. “And let me eat dessert.”
“Matteo.” She rolled her eyes. “You’ve just eaten a giant piece of cake. Surely that’s dessert enough?”
“And it was delicious, but I’m in need of something extra sweet and creamy.” Crooking my finger, I motioned for her to come to me. “So be a good girl and come here, sit your pretty ass on the table, and let me eat you out.” Grinning, I watched her move. She stood, smoothing her skirt down her thighs.
“And by the time you can’t take anymore, I should be able to fuck you until you don’t remember your own name. You want that, don’t you?”
I could tell by the look on her face that she did.
Another step, and then she paused. A frown marred her smooth forehead.
“You do want that, don’t you, Sophia?”
Again, she didn’t answer me. Instead, she glanced down, the frownturning into confusion.
“Sophia.” Jumping up from the chair so quickly that it toppled backward with a crash, I rushed toward her. It was only then that she lifted her eyes to me.
“Sophia, what’s wrong?”
Her smile was forced. “It’s nothing.” She brushed off my hands.
It wasn’t nothing. At least she didn’t pull a believable, “it’s nothing” face. Catching her arm, I yanked her to my chest.
“Talk to me,” I urged. “Whatever it is, you can tell me.” I couldn’t help it. My voice was frantic. “Are you in pain?”
Slowly, she lifted her eyes to me. “Not yet,” she said cryptically. “I think my period has started early.”
Her period? I let out a rapid sigh of relief. A period I could handle. That was normal and not something I had to worry about.
“Oh.”
“I’ll just go and clean up.” Reaching up, she brushed her lips to my cheek. “I’m sorry.” She went to walk away, and I caught her arm and pulled her back into me.
“Don’t be sorry about something so natural, Sophia. Although I’m a little sorry that you got it.”
She looked at me with wide-eyed confusion. “Sorry, I don’t think I heard you properly.”
It was my turn to look confused. Had I said that out loud? Before I could stop myself, I pressed a hand to her stomach. Sophia’s eyes widened into saucers
“I just wouldn’t mind very much if you missed one or several.” I chuckled before I could stop myself. “Because that would mean I’ve put a baby in your belly.”
The bewilderment turned to terror, and she looked like I had pulled a gun on her. “You want,” she stuttered, “you want a baby?”
“I’ve never really thought about it until you came back, but yeah, I think we would have an amazing child, a little boy…”
“What if it was a girl?” There was a note in Sophia’s voice that I had never heard before.
I pressed a kiss to her nose. “I’ll love that child, Sophia. It doesn’tmatter if it’s a girl or a boy.” I cracked a smile as she continued to stare up at me with that unreadable look. “Although if it’s a girl, then she will never ever be allowed around men like me.” I chuckled.
