I surprise myself by reaching up and touching his handsome face, staring at the strong lines of a bone structure most girls would kill for. His heavy lust-filled eyes are dark and sexy and the soft full lips are begging to be crushed against mine.

Luca is the devil dressed in a leather clad attitude. His fingers adorned with silver rings and dark ink scratched onto his soul. He is rough, cool and has the deadly qualities I kind of search for in a guy. Iwouldbe safe with him. He would be my army against the world. I already know that. But agree to be his in every way—do I want that responsibility because I have a feeling that being Luca’s girl will be a wild ride I’m not ready for?

I am insanely attracted to him. Even now my panties are drenched and I can’t breathe. I want him to bend me and reshape me into a woman. I want that more than my freedom right now.

So many thoughts rattle through my mind as I attempt to understand the situation I’m in and as his lips crush against mine, I couldn’t pull away if I tried because kissing Luca Romano is like receiving eternal life—it’s that much of a big deal.

28

LUCA

Iplayed my hand at the perfect time. Frankie wants my knowledge, and I want his sister. It was the right opportunity to get what I want, and the condition is something I would do for fun, anyway.

We left River to cower on the dungeon floor for a few more hours. Frankie was too fired up to deal with him now. I’m guessing he is either drowning his rage in beer or inside his woman right now, but he is not my concern. Summer is.

I’ve laid my intentions on the line and as I hold her against me, I am reluctant to let go.

We kiss in the knowledge we don’t need to hide anymore and yet as the door to the basement opens and artificial light illuminates the night sky, I pull away and growl, “Go back inside.”

The guy standing there doesn’t hesitate and heads back the way he came, dragging the girl he was holding along with him.

“That was rude.”

“I want to be alone with you.”

She smiles, and it takes my breath away.

“So–” She huffs a deep breath. “How does this work?”

“We hang out together and next week we take part in The Claiming and I catch you in the challenge. We become attached and are free to explore our relationship out in the open with no distractions.”

“That does sound kind of–” She grins. “Strangely liberating.”

“So, you’ll give us a chance?”

“Do I have a choice?”

“You will always have a choice with me, angel. I’m not the bad guy—with you, anyway.”

“What do you want from this, Luca?”

Her question takes me by surprise and with a sigh, I guide her down into one of the seats dotted around the yard. I pull her head against my shoulder, my arm circling her, and say huskily, “I want someone in my corner who is there willingly. A woman I can confide in, cherish and share my time with. Someone I will kill for and would do the same for me. A team if you like. An addiction and a friend.”

“You don’t strike me as the kind of guy who has many friends.”

Her statement isn’t a shock to me because I’m not. There is my family, a few guys from high school I hang around with, but no one close to share my mind with. I never realized how much I crave that until coming here and seeing Frankie and Cassie.

I want that with Summer. To know my person is waiting for me with a smile and concern for me. To work together and be an item and I want it to be her. To share my bed, my passions and my Rockwell experience. I don’t want to press up against a random girl at a party most nights. That’s never been who I am—and here, I want to experience something different, because for my entire life, I’ve never truly let anyone in.

“I have a few friends, but I’ve never had a girlfriend.”

“That makes two of us—well, in my case, I substitute girl with boy.”

“I figured as much.”

I shift closer. “We will learn what’s that like together.”

She turns and stares into my eyes and as I drown in the beauty of hers, she smiles happily. “I kind of like what you’re offering Luca. It will be a new experience for both of us.”