“Fucking Tommy,” Matti grumbles, sliding his phone back in his pocket and putting his gun away.
“Open the fucking door!”
My pulse spikes at the sound of Tommy’s voice. It’s muffled, but it’s definitely him. I glance at Siena, the terror creeping back in.
She squeezes my hand. “Remember: he loves you.”
47
Tommy
Matti opens the door just as I shove past him, nearly knocking him off balance. I don’t wait for permission. I move straight through the entryway, my eyes locking on Giovanna.
“Good to see you too, asshole,” Matti mutters, closing and locking the door behind me.
My boots hit the floor hard as I cross the room, my gaze sweeping over her, scanning every inch. No cuts. No bruises. But her cheeks are blotchy, her lashes damp. She looks like she’s barely holding it together.
I grip her shoulders, bending down until we’re level. “Are you okay?”
She nods, but it’s obvious that she’s holding something back. Her eyes dart toward Siena and Matti, who are talking quietly.
I tilt her chin up and raise an eyebrow, waiting. “Gi.”
“I’m fine, Tommy. Really. There’s nothing to worry about.”
“Then why the hell was the doc here?”
Gi’s eyes open wide, then she scowls as Siena slaps Matti’s arm.
“Seriously? You couldn’t keep one thing to yourself?” Siena snaps at Matti.
Matti doesn’t flinch. “He’s my brother. I would want to know if I were him.”
Siena groans, grabbing his hand. “We should let them talk.”
He scowls but lets her drag him down the hall. “You might not like what I do to you if we go to the bedroom right now.”
Siena laughs as they disappear.
Gi watches them leave, then turns that sharp look on me. Defiant. Unapologetic.
“Attitude? Really? That’s how you want to start this conversation?”
I don’t bother arguing. I grab her, haul her over my shoulder, spanking her ass hard over and over, headed for the front door.
“Damn it, Tommy! Put me down! I’m serious!”
She hammers at my back, wriggling and fighting so hard she’s dangerously close to falling off my shoulder. I set her down roughly on the kitchen counter, pushing myself between her knees and grabbing her wrists before she can bolt.
She’s breathing fast, her eyes glassy with unshed tears. “You can’t just force me to do things with my body that I don’t want to do.”
The words hit like a punch. I blink, thrown. “Force you? Gi, what the hell are you talking about? You’re keeping something from me, and I’m done being shut out. If I have to go beat it out of Dr. Rossi, I will.”
“Fine,” she snaps. “Go do that then.”
I slam my fist on the counter. “You don’t tell me ‘no,’ Giovanna. Not about this. There are no secrets between us.Fucking Matti knows what’s going on with you? Siena? And I don’t? Fuck that.” I lean into her, voice low. “I’m your man.”
For a second, she glares at me like she’s going to say something shitty, but instead she throws her arms around my neck and smashes her mouth into mine.
