He starts to chuckle against my mouth.

“What?” I say, pulling away from him.

“You make me happy too, Darya.”

“Well, that’s good to know.” I feel like all I have been doing these last few days is smiling.

“Do you want to go out somewhere this afternoon? Maybe lunch at the waterfront?”

“That sounds amazing. I kind of wanted to get that top I saw at the mall the other day, too.”

“We will stop on the way. Do you want to go now?”

Excitedly, I jump up to go and get ready. I love the fact that he enjoys shopping with me. I never imagined I would meet a guy who likes to take me shopping. My entire life, my brothers have hated it. They never wanted to go with me and teased me about how much fun I have when I go.

I always thought it was just a boys will be boys and girls will be girls kind of situation. But Stefano is showing me differently. He is not like my brothers. Well—he is, and he isn’t.

“Are we going somewhere fancy, or can I wear my jeans?” I call down the hallway to Stefano as I hear him walking up the stairs.

“You look amazing in everything you wear, so choose whatever your heart desires,” he laughs.

I shake my head. “That is not very helpful.”

He walks into my room while I am standing in just my underwear in front of my closet.

“Oh, well, now that is definitely what I would prefer to look at all day.” He chuckles, walking up behind me and pulling me back against his chest.

He stares into my closet. “I think we might go straight from the waterfront to your brothers' thing tonight, so maybe choose something is good for lunch and the party.”

“A dress?”

“Last time you wore a dress, I definitely enjoyed it,” he smirks, and the memory of him pressing me up against the wall flashes through my mind.

He leans over me, reaching into the closet, and pulls out a dark blue body-hugging dress.

“This one,” he says, handing it to me.

“I am still going to wear my sneakers, though.”

“Even cuter.”

Stefano leaves the room to go and get ready as well, and when I walk out in my tight blue dress and my white sneakers to meet him downstairs, he is staring at me with that look in his eyes that I know all too well now.

He holds the front door open for me, and when I walk past his hand runs down my back and grabs my ass cheek.

“Mm. Maybe you shouldn’t have worn this dress. Maybe I should just get you a bunch of oversized jumpsuits so that I can actually concentrate when I am out with you.”

***

After a quick stop at the mall, where Stef buys me the top I wanted and a gorgeous new jacket, we head to the waterfront for cocktails and seafood. All afternoon we are laughing and joking with each other, and the more time I spend with him, the more I wonder why he hides this side of himself from everyone.

When we walk into the family party at Kiril’s place, we are just dancing on the edge of being tipsy, and we are both in an amazing mood.

I feel giggly, and Stef keeps running his hand over my body, which is driving me crazy.

After some food, though, the cocktails wear off and I am relaxing with my family and having an amazing time.

Stefano is having a conversation with Ivan when Paval and Kiril come and stand over me.