Page 15 of Secret Match
“Then give him a chance,” Serenity advised, “at least until after today.”
Okay. If Gio kissed her, she’d kiss him back. She knew she wanted another taste, another touch, another moment in his arms. But last night it was more like they were friends and that thought inched up her spine. “It’s not entirely about the kisses though.”
“What else then?” Serenity asked.
Good question. How in the world did he think she’d take his possessive nature last night? No one owned her, or ever would. “He told me he wanted me and our baby in his life.”
Serenity sniffed delicately. “And that’s bad?”
Because she wasn’t something he could own, even if he had more money and power than anyone ought to. Kiwi picked up her empty suitcase and put it back in the closet. “I can’t fight the Morgans. I’m on the losing side of any battle there.”
“Are you fighting him?”
Fighting showed passion too. And part of her wanted the man she’d taken to bed almost three months ago—he’d rocked her world. Her jaw loosened as she admitted, “I don’t know.”
“Open up and give him a window of opportunity,” Serenity suggested. “And my husband is a Morgan. We’ll support you if you need us.”
Good. While she never wanted to put her friend in a war zone, especially a losing one, at least Serenity had offered. “I thought Morgans didn’t fight Morgans,” Kiwi said. “That’s what Victoria says when she discusses the fashion merger.”
Serenity answered fast, “No one messes with my best friend.”
A knock sounded at the door. Her heart jumped and her body felt alive. She wanted to run and throw herself in Gio’s arms. “He’s here.” What to do?
Just as Kiwi was ready to hang up, Serenity asked, “So, are you needing an escape plan?”
Right. This wasn’t something to run away from. Kiwi needed to be calm, cool and collected. She needed to be herself when it came to Gio Morgan, but she trekked to the door a little faster than her normal speed as she said, “No. I’m nervous. I’m not ready but I have to go.”
With that she ended the call and swung the door open.
Gio’s square jaw and smile that made her warm just from one look at those white teeth melted her into someone softer. She let out a sigh as he stepped forward and kissed her hand. “Kiwi, you look radiant.”
She laughed and when he walked inside her house she didn’t step away from him—he lowered his head and kissed her.
Oh, wow. Every doubt evaporated in an instant. As he ended the kiss, her eyes fluttered open. “You kissed me.”
He raised his palms. “I’m sorry. I didn’t know if you’d be offended.”
Offended? She wanted to rip the buttons of his white-buttoned shirt off his Superman-like body and have her way with him. She smiled and shook her head. “I’m not. I’m relieved. Let me get my pocketbook.”
She turned and found her bag on the coffee table in her kitchen as he called out behind her, “Relieved?”
Her right brow arched as she sashayed back to him. “You didn’t kiss me yesterday at all.”
He tugged on her hips to bring her even closer. “Is that why you left me?”
The butterflies in her stomach urged her to run her hands all over him and drag him to her bed, but she refrained. “I didn’t leave you. I went home for the evening.”
He pulled her tight against him and her heart sped up as he lowered his head. “I see. Well, I don’t have any family matters that might intrude on our outing today. I’m all yours.”
A whole day with just Gio. Well, except for the part where they went to visit her mom, but that would be over first. His lips were inches from her mouth. If she didn’t speak now, she’d kiss him again and possibly forget her plans for the day. “We’ll see. My mom won’t be happy to meet you, but it’s important.”
Then his lips met hers and steam escaped. She transformed into shapeless mush that would puddle at his feet. Once the kiss ended, she swallowed and remembered she’d never been mush in her life.
Gio had no idea her inner thoughts as he asked, “Why won’t she be happy?”
For a second she wanted to ask who, but she blinked and remembered their conversation. She let him go and headed toward the door, hoping movement would cool her libido down. “Because you represent everything she hates.”
“My name or my money?” He walked out the door with her.
