He climbs onto the bed next to me, his arm brushing against mine, making my body react to him.
“Asher sent me this. I do not know what it is but if I am right, it might be something to do with what you saw.”
He open his phone, then the email, clicking on the attachment. It is security footage from around the pool, and it captures Romeo and Asher talking, then Daniella walking across to them, and I fucking hate how beautiful she is.
Why is it always the hot ones who are the crazy ones?
Words are exchanged between them, then she kisses him. His hands go to her waist and he pushes her away, anger evident on his face, and then he makes a phone call.
“Oh,” I murmur.
“I did not kiss her. I did not cheat or break any rules, babe.” His voice is strained, carrying anger from watching what happened.
“Why would she do this? I have done nothing to her.”
“You got me, baby.” He cups my cheek, making me look at him.
I nod, my heart racing in my chest.
“Who are you calling?”
A grin slips across his handsome face, making me want to kiss his perfect lips, to feel them on me again.
“My uncle. He is sending Daniella back to the mainland. I told him that if she was still going to the wedding, then we would not.”
I gasp. “Romeo, you cannot threaten that. I may hate the woman, but her best friend is getting married. She cannot miss that. Call your uncle back,” I urge him.
He stares at me for a long time. It makes me wonder if I went too far making demands of him.
“Fuck, Nell. What the hell am I going to do with you? You are too fucking good for me.” He grunts and pulls out his cell, making a call.
“Uncle, has she gone yet?” I slap his bare thigh.
He captures my hand, bringing it to his mouth and kissing my knuckles. Swoon.
Damn, he is making all the right moves, saying all the right things. Will this lead me to fall for someone who could fucking destroy me?
“Nell is clearly a better person than me, and she wants Daniella to stay and celebrate Mia’s wedding with her. Just give her a warning to stay away from each of us.” I do not hear the reply, but Romeo hangs up the phone and looks to me.
“Thank you.”
“I did that for you, not for her.” I nod. “You are a good girl, baby.” Reaching for a strawberry, I bite into it.
The juice floods my mouth, making me moan. I am so freaking hungry.
“Nell.” My name is a warning on his lips.
“Sorry,” is all I say, then reach for a piece of bacon.
“Babe, you never have to apologize for being you around me. I fucking like who you are.” Something flashes in his eyes, but it is gone before I can question it, and he digs into some of the food.
“This is good,” I add, filling my mouth with eggs.
“It is, but I bet you taste better.”
Shock has me choking, but the sexy bastard laughs while he rubs my back.
“You have got to stop saying things like that when I am eating. I swear you are trying to kill me off Mafia-style and pass it off as an accident.” He winks before feeding me a blueberry.
