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“I missed you,” he said.

“I missed you too. Is Romero coming back?” she asked.

“Not tonight. I’ve given him some work he needs to catch up on.”

Elsie stood. “That’s good.”

And then she dropped the blanket to reveal she’d been completely naked underneath.

Chapter Six

After her conversation with Romero, Elsie couldn’t help but think about her actions, and knew she had messed up. She loved Massimo.

Romero was right. Isabella had gotten under her skin, and she had allowed it to happen, but she wasn’t going to allow it anymore. She refused to let that woman come between her and her husband again.

Massimo didn’t move, and she took a step toward him, then another, and another, until she was right in front of him, with nothing to stop them. She clenched her hands into fists, hating the doubt that spiraled in the pit of her stomach and threatened to come out of her.

He didn’t touch her and she didn’t touch him.

Then, she broke through whatever chains were holding her back and put her hands on Massimo’s chest, sliding them up and around his neck.

“I’ve missed you,” she said.

“Okay, I feel like I need to pinch myself, because I’m not quite sure what is going on here.”

This made her chuckle. “It’s simple, I was wrong.”

“Wait, hold up. Am I hearing this properly? A woman is admitting she is wrong?”

“You know, you’re not making this easy for me,” she said, and she found it cute.

“You’re right, go on. Ignore me.”

She smiled. “You’re cute, and yes, I was wrong, and I … messed up. I believe you. You didn’t touch Isabella.”

“I never would.”

“And I am sorry for thinking you had, or that you want to.”

“I don’t,” he said.

“And I’m not going to let her get into my head like that again. I shouldn’t have run from you.”

She felt his hands go straight to her ass.

There was a small gap between them, but he soon closed it by pulling her in close. “You’re the only person I want, Elsie. You’re the only person I will ever want. My body, my heart, my freaking head, is all for you.”

“You can keep your head, but I love that I’m in your thoughts.” With that, she pulled his head down and took possession of his lips.

The moment his lips were on hers, she felt like they were on the right track. His lips were amazing. She didn’t want him to stop kissing her.

He squeezed her ass tightly, drawing her closer. She felt the hard ridge of his cock as it pressed against her stomach. Running her hands down his shirt, she grabbed the buttons and began to open them, one by one, until she exposed his chest, and then Massimo broke the kiss.

He took over, removing the last of his shirt. While he was distracted taking care of his shirt, she attacked his pants, opening the belt, and then she went down to her knees before him.

“Elsie?”

“I want to,” she said.

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