Ignoring him, I make my way to the couch and grab the throw blanket to cover myself up with.
It’s quiet for a few minutes, and just when I think Massimo’s given up for the night, he grunts and then there’s movement.
One moment I’m lying on the couch with my eyes shut, then the next I’m being lifted into the air. My eyes snap open. “What the hell?” I yell.
“I’m pretty sure I told you we sleep in the same bed,” Massimo says.
“And I’m pretty sure I told you that wasn’t going to happen.”
He drops me on the bed, and I cross my arms over my chest, avoiding eye contact with him. “This is ridiculous.”
“You’re right,” he snaps, getting into bed on his side. “You’rebeing ridiculous.”
I look over at him. “You know, I can just get out, right?”
“Pleasedo, because then that’ll give me an excuse to tie you down to my bed.”
I narrow my gaze on him. “You can’t do that.”
“I can, and I quite literally will, so stay in the damn bed, Liana.”
I let out an annoyed sigh, then turn my back on him.
Stubborn asshole.
Fine. Massimo wants me to sleep in the same bed as him? So be it. But I’ll make damn sure it’s the worst night’s sleep he’s ever had.
25
MASSIMO
The persistence of this woman is fucking diabolical. If I want her to stay in this damn bed with me, I’m probably going to have to stay up all night.
I’m breaking down her walls—slowly—but my patience is going to end up running thin by the time she stops fighting me.
I turn off the lamp on my nightstand, then let out a sigh as I lie on my back with my hand behind my head.
I’m not sure how much more I can take of this. I figured Liana would come around by now. Her body wants me, and I know her mind does too, but there’s something still holding her back. I need to figure it the fuck out. I’m not sure how long I’ll be able to sleep next to this woman each night without putting my hands on her.
When she walked in, in her cute little blue silk shorts and matching top pajama set, I knew I would be in for one hell of a fucking wedding night, but not in the way I was hoping.
Now as I lie here, I contemplate every fucking move I’ve made with this woman. There’s only so long she can freeze me out for, butfuck, I wish she would just see how fucking perfect we are togethernow.
I close my eyes and will my damn brain to shut off so I can fall asleep, but a small sound coming from Liana captures my attention.
I ignore it, assuming she’s fallen asleep, until she makes the noise again, followed by some movement under the sheets.
What is she …
“Mmm,” she moans, and my heart fucking skips a beat. Or it stops. Hell if I know.
She cannot be doing what I think she’s doing.
“Mmm,” she breathes out again.“Yes.”
No fucking way.
“Liana…” I say, my tone deep and masked with desperation to hear more of those sweet sounds.
