Page 50 of Unconditional

He nods. “Do you want a drink?”

“Water’s fine, thanks.”

He moves to the kitchen area, opens the fridge, and pulls out two bottles of water then makes his way over to me. Handing me the bottle, he sits beside me. I squeeze my legs together to release some of the tension he has created just from me inhaling his scent.

Man.

Theo.

So sexy I want to devour him.

I almost climb on his lap and tell him to forget talking, but I don’t. We need this talk, no matter how hard it will be.

He stares at me, the intensity in his blue eyes making me squirm. I need to break the tension. Break the silence. “What did you want to talk about?” I push him to get talking.

His lips curve into a smile. “So much, piccola. So, so much.”

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