Page 33 of Tilly
“So, move in with me.” He shrugs.
I consider his proposal before nodding my head. “Okay, I’ll move in. And I’ll marry you… but not until after I finish college.”
Antonio frowns. “You have two years left.”
“I know.”
“That’s a long time to wait for you to have my last name,” he says.
“You’ll survive.” I smile. It quickly drops into a frown. “Well, maybe. My dad might actually kill you when he finds out I’m moving in with you.” I push to my feet and walk over to the sink. Where I pick up my toothbrush, squirt some paste on the bristles, and go about washing out my mouth.
“Why were you sick?” Antonio asks from where he’s now standing behind me.
I wait until my mouth isn’t full to respond. “I don’t like seeing you covered in blood. I thought… I don’t know what I thought, but it scared me.” I sigh as I turn around to face him.
“I’m sorry.”
“I also don’t like waking up and finding you gone. Next time, tell me you’re leaving the house.”
“Okay.” Antonio’s lips curl into a huge-ass grin as he grabs my hips and tugs me against him.
“Thank you.”
“I love you, Matilda.”
I rest my hands on his chest and peer up at him. “I love you too, but you need to shower.”
Antonio steps back and reaches into the stall. “You know, I think I actually am a little hurt. I might need your help in the shower, ragazza,” he says as he tugs his shirt over his head.
One look at his naked torso tells me it’s a lie. But I decide to play along. Truth is, I’ll take any chance I get to touch this man.
