Page 50 of Giovanni's Obsession

Stepping close enough to touch her, I turn her face back to my own.

“I thought you were sick.” I explain.

“That’s why you’re here? You thought I was sick?” Her brows come together in a confused expression.

I nod my answer as I glide my fingertips across the soft skin of her arms. I’m fascinated by the goosebumps that spread across the skin that I’ve touched. My mind wonders if I can make the rest of her body do that with my tongue.

“What are you smiling at?” She asks.

My eyes on hers, I grab her around the waste and haul her up to me.

“Why were you at the doctor?” I whisper in her ear as I kiss the side of her neck.

“Um...” She sighs in my arms.

“Are you going to answer me, my Little Bird?” I smile against her skin but she pushes me away, putting distance between us.

“I’m going back to D.C.” She squares her shoulders.

Confused about where she’s going with this, I shrug.

“Okay. We’ll pack tomorrow but we are not staying in that hovel you were in before.”

I step towards her again but she backs up a step.

“What do you mean we?” She makes me look up at her and it dawns on me that she has no idea that she has me completely and forever. Unless she’s not wanting me.

“You don’t want me going with you?” I cross my own arms.

“Answer my question, Gio. What do you mean we? Who are we? Are we in a relationship? In a friendship with benefits? What are we?” She almost yells the last bit.

Stepping forward, I pull her to me, locking my arms around her.

“We are all of it. You and me. How could you not know that? You had me before I ever found you in that alley.”

She looks deep into my eyes and I want her to see exactly how I feel about her. Reaching on her tiptoes, she takes my lips with her own.

My hands slide down her ass, pulling her further into me. Feeling a piece of paper sticking out of her back pocket, I pull it out. Feeling what I did, she breaks the kiss and tries to grab it but it's too late.

I already see exactly what it is although it currently only looks like a tiny bean or blob in the picture.

Looking back at her, I see that she’s holding her breath, waiting to see what I’ll say.

“We most definitely are not staying in that hovel!” I announce with a grin and she laughs.

“So you do want us?” Looking into her face, I watch as a tear rolls down her cheek.

“How could you think I wouldn’t?” I ask.

“I don’t know.” She shrugs. “You’ve barely spent any time with me or even acknowledged me in a text while you were gone.”

Pulling her even closer, I lay my face into the top of her head.

“I’m not used to having someone that needs me. I’ll do better.” I promise, holding her tightly.

“I’m not sure if I can handle not knowing where you are or what you’re doing either.” She pulls back, looking at me with honesty in her eyes.

“I’ll share with you only what I am allowed to share with you. You have to know that it’s for your own protection. You have to trust in me.”

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