Like when Nick kissed me.
And when Carlo and I kissed.
I was concentrating so hard on watching Stefan and Giselle kiss—that I didn't even hear Nick until he sat down beside me.“Oh, good.They've kissed and made up.Thank God.I couldn't take the tension between them anymore.”He made me jump slightly.
“Oh, yeah,” I said, ripping my eyes off them to look at Nick.
“I feel like you probably had a hand in helping them out.”He stared at me, waiting for an answer.
I smiled at Nick.“Maybe,” I said, and he gave me a sexy smirk.Nick Rosetti was a handsome man.He wore a suit better than anyone.I mean, I guess I wasn't around a lot of men in suits.But I had watched a ton of TV.And Nick Rosetti absolutely looked better in a suit than anyone I'd ever seen on TV or in movies.
“How does it make you feel when you see them kissing like that?Most women would be having a fit right now.”
I bit my lip for a few seconds.“Truthfully?It all seems odd.But I think I'm starting to understand it better.Maybe.”
Nick grabbed my hand and brought it to his lips.“That's good.I'm glad.It'll take some getting used to.But as long as you understand that we all love each other.And there are no jealousies between us.”
Whatever Nick was saying was starting to confuse me.But I just nodded along in agreement.Stefan and Giselle were still talking softly and holding each other.It was a sweet scene.
“How did you feel after our kiss the other day?We never discussed it afterward.”He kept hold of my hand and he was looking at me very intensely.
“Um, it was nice.”As soon as the words came out of my mouth, I wished I could shove them back in.Oh, my gosh.That sounded so stupid.
Nice.
Like any guy wants to hear that word when describing how they kissed.
But Nick apparently didn't mind.He sat there and chuckled.“That's good, too.I very much enjoyed our little kiss, Francesca.And I'd like it to become a regular thing between us.I don't want there to be any shyness or awkwardness between us whatsoever.”He continued holding my hand, but his other hand landed on my thigh.“And in order for that to happen, we need practice to become more—” he tilted his head in a sexy manner, “familiar.”
I really wasn't sure what Nick was talking about.But my panties seemed to get the memo.Because whatever he was saying—and the way he was saying it—made my panties wet.“And right now, I'd like to kiss you.Is that okay with you?”
Oh, my gosh.
Was it wrong that my nipples had gone instantly hard?
“Oh.”I quickly looked over at Stefan and Giselle.And they were back to kissing again.If they were kissing—I guess that meant it was okay for me to kiss Nick.Right?“Yeah, sure.”
Nick grinned and leaned over—and touched his lips to mine.He didn't start with a peck like he had the other day.
Nope.
Nick's tongue delved into my mouth.He started a teasing little dance with my tongue.This wasn't a little, innocent kiss.
Nope.
Nick Rosetti wanted to make out.
And the weird thing was—I did, too.
So, I followed along as he led.Tasting, teasing, playing.
Until I was all hot and bothered.
“Why are we the only ones not kissing?”Carlo's voice floated into the kitchen.
Eve answered with a giggle.“You tell me,” she asked playfully—and also seductively.Not two seconds later, I heard Eve laugh out loud and the table moved slightly.I broke our kiss and turned my head.Carlo and Eve were making out like crazy.Eve was sitting on the table, and Carlo was kissing the crap out of her.
Then I looked into the kitchen—and saw Stefan and Giselle still kissing.But their kiss had also evolved.Into a much, much hotter make out session as well.
