Page 75 of A Billionaire's Holiday Love

I stepped in front of her. “You aren’t leaving.”

Her brows rose. “Don’t you want me to leave?”

“What the fuck, Hope? No. What made you think that?”

“Right after we had sex you said we need to talk.”

My lips tipped up as I palmed her face. “Hope, it’s me and you forever. This is family related.”

Her shoulders relaxed, and she smiled. “You scared me.”

“I doubt I’m done scaring you. Try to eat something. We’ll talk over dinner.”

“Ok.”

I took her soft lips slowly. Her hands swept over my chest.

Hope pulled back. She batted those long lashes over her beautiful eyes. “You know what I want later?”

“I do. And I’ll give it to you. Have a seat.”

She couldn’t get enough of my cock. I loved how she craved me. It was a fucking turn on.

After retrieving our plates from the microwave, I sat beside her. “Tell me how you truly feel about the permanent security detail.”

She chomped on a carrot. “I travel the world for work. Now a bodyguard has to go everywhere I do?”

“In Aspen, your detail might park nearby while you shop. They wouldn’t have to walk beside you.”

She sighed. “That makes me feel better.”

I chewed a sliver of rosemary chicken.

“Hope, there was a reason I didn’t want you to meet my cousin.”

“Why?”

“You’re a journalist. And Vino doesn’t talk to reporters. Ever.”

“Why is he a white-collar criminal?” she laughed.

Stone faced, I stared at her. “This is serious. If you say one word to anyone, they’ll kill us. I say us because they’ll have to go through me to get to you.”

Hope dropped her fork, and it clanked against the plate.

Her jaw slacked. “Who would want to kill me just because I know who they are? You make your cousin sound like a gangster.”

Shit.

“Noah, is he a drug dealer?”

“Not exactly.”

“My cousin is the alleged crime boss of the Jersey Romano crime family.”

The bodyguards swept my cabin for bugs. That was the only reason I could speak freely.

Her hand flew over her mouth. She fled her chair and paced the floor.

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