She kisses my cheek. “I agree.”
“I should probably tell you the names of the girls I’ve slept with as all aremafioso, and I don’t want you caught off guard either.”
“I don’t need to know the names of everyone, Joshua, but if it makes you feel better, then absolutely tell me. I’ll try not to be jealous.”
I reel off the names, and she listens quietly. “I thought there would’ve been more,” she says when I’ve finished.
“Gee, thanks.”
She sits closer, and our thighs press together. “Your reputation makes it seem like it’s more.”
“I think people confuse me with Caleb a lot.” I shrug. “What was it you wanted to tell me because I’m eager to move this to the bedroom.” I purposely brush my lips against her earlobe as I lean in. “I have fantasized about making love to you for months, and I can’t wait a minute longer to get my hands on you, so make it quick.”
“God, Joshua. The things you do to me with just your words.” A full-body shiver crawls over her, and I don’t think it’s anything to do with the cold.
“Stop deflecting.”
“I’m nervous. I’m worried you might think differently of me after I tell you this.”
“Impossible.” I tweak her nose. “Now spill.”
“I’ve had a foursome. Multiple foursomes.”
“Okay, wasn’t expecting that.” I tuck a stray strand of hair back into her hat. “Three girls and a guy or…”
She smooths a hand over her head. “Me and three guys.”
Chapter Twenty-Eight
Gia
Shock splays across his face, and I wish I didn’t have to tell him, but made men are the worst gossips, and I’d hate for Joshua to hear this from anyone else. “It happened in Nepal. I was the only female there, spending months training with a ton of sexually frustrated made men. It was bound to happen.”
A look of horror washes over his face, and I can guess where his mind has gone.
“I didn’t sleep with all of them!” I rush to clarify in case he thinks I’m a total ho-bag. “I was having sex with the same three guys for a few months while there. Sometimes one on one. Sometimes it was a threesome or a foursome.” I take his hands in mine again. “A few times a couple of the guys got it on.” That was seriously so freaking hot. As long as I live, I’ll never forget being nailed by Aldo while watching Marrone drive his dick into Cascio’s ass alongside us.
“Jesus. I’m not sure I want details.”
“I don’t want to go there either. I wanted to make you aware in case anyone says anything.”
“Who were they, and have you had sex with them since you returned to the US?”
I shake my head. “We drew a line under it when we left Nepal. It’s been strictly professional since then.” I give him Marrone’s and Cascio’s names. “The other guy was Aldo,” I add in a softer voice. “How did he die?”
Joshua winces a little. “You really want to know?”
I nod. I already know it wouldn’t have been pleasant.
“He was staked to the wall of the ship and barely recognizable. They had ripped him to shreds. He was one of the men who had his chip hacked out.”
Pain sits on my chest. I didn’t love him, but we had some good times together. He helped make Nepal more bearable, and he was one of the good guys. “He didn’t deserve to die like that.”
“He didn’t. None of them did.”
I lean into him, and his arms automatically go around me. “How many more will die gruesome deaths before this is over?”
“Too many.” His voice is solemn and laden with the burden of responsibility I know he must feel.
