Gui coughs out a laugh, and Gio says, “Yup, I knew you’d keep this guy on his toes.”
The corner of my mouth tugs up into a smile, and my gaze never leaves Liana’s as I say, “You guys can go. Leave the rest of the boxes in the foyer.”
“Oh, come on, we’re already getting kicked out?” Gui says. “I was looking forward to seeing this… dynamic between the two of you.”
“Go,”I repeat, eyes still locked on Liana, who smirks at me then glances over her shoulder at my brothers.
“Thank you guys for helping me bring my stuff over.” She turns back to face me. “I just can’t wait to start unpacking. Really make this bachelor pad a home.”
I narrow my gaze on her but can’t help the smile that forms on my lips when she calls my place home.
Once my brothers leave, Liana says, “I’m assuming you haven’t told them about how you’re forcing me to marry you?”
“I haven’t had a chance to quite yet,” I say, brushing her off. “Come on, let me give you a tour of the place.”
“You don’t have to do that,” she rushes out.
“And what if I want to?”
“Then youreallydon’t have to do that.” She says it with an attitude, but there’s a slight hint of humor to her tone.I’m wearing her down.
“I wasn’t kidding when I said your couch will fit you just fine.”
“I know you weren’t, but that won’t be happening.”
“And here I thought you were a gentleman.”
“I am, which is why I’ll be sleeping inourbed,next to you, so I can protect you in case anything happens.”
“Please,” she scoffs out. “I saw the security you have in this place. I’m sure safety is not an issue here.”
“You’re right,” I say with a sly smirk. “Because you’ll have me sleeping next to you in case anything were to happen.”
“You’re insufferable, you know that, right?”
“Persistent.”
“Persistence isn’t always a good thing.”
“When it comes to you, I beg to differ.”
She lets out a defeated sigh. “Okay, fine. A tour would be nice… I guess.”
“You guess?” I laugh out, walking toward her. “It’s really difficult for you to acknowledge you’re beginning to realize this isn’t as bad of a situation as you thought it was going to be.”
With a shake of her head, she says, “I definitely wouldn’t say that.”
I take another step toward her, her sweet smell drawing me in like a bee to fucking honey. She sucks in a breath at my intrusive move, and I lean down so my lips brush her ear when I whisper, “Admit it.”
“Not going to happen,Massi.”
Hearing my name dance across her sweet lips does something to me. It fucking excites me.
Brushing her up against the wall, I rest my hand above her head. Her eyes widen when she realizes the intimate position we’re in.
“W-what’re you doing?” she asks.
I tuck a strand of hair behind her ear. The movement makes her shiver, and when I run the tips of my fingers down the frame of her face, goosebumps erupt in their path. Her body is already begging me, I just need that sweet mind of hers to catch up.
