Page 29 of Fragile Union

"Keep talking and we won't make it home before we do a replay."

A slow grin forms on her face. "Do you think there's an office here?"

I can't stop the chuckle that spills from my lips, her eyes once again soften. "I need to make you do that more often."

"I'm close to fucking you right here, doll face."

Her cheeks heat and I know that she wants me. God, this woman is made for me.

"Holly," Makenna's voice calls out and I step back, the disappointment in my wife's eyes hits my gut. "God, that woman is such a fucking bitch."

Holly raises a brow. "Who?"

"Georgina, she's been asking for Romero." Makenna glares at me as though this is my fault. "She thinks that he's going to see her and then he'll be in her bed. Again."

Holly giggles and I raise a brow. "I don't find this funny."

"Hon, she's desperate. You were a man whore, but you don't do desperate."

"I was not a man whore." I gripe and she gives me a knowing smirk.

"You were, don't lie. You've got to remember, Hon, that I was told every story about you. How you were the ladies’ man and a monster."

"Who the fuck told you that?" I ask, wanting to find them and kill them.

"My brothers."

Well fuck.

"Rome, you're not that man with me. Surely you see that." She tells me as she links her arm through mine. "You're the man that I love," she tells me softly so that only I can hear her.

"You gonna keep saying that to me, aren't you?"

She gives me a look that says what do you think.

"Are we going to stand out here all evening?" Alessio asks. The impatient fuck.

I ignore him and walk toward the entrance of the mansion.

"Jesus," Holly mutters, "did she forget to put on clothes?"

Dante chuckles. "I love this bitchy side to Holly."

"I think she’s being rather tame. If it were me and your ex did what Georgina's doing, I'd have killed her by now."

Holly grins, "I can control my temper, Kenna. Besides, nothing gets to bitches like her than being ignored. Although, the way Ales's eyes are practically popping out of his head, I doubt we'll all be ignoring her." The disgust in her voice makes me glare at Alessio.

"Hol, she's got nothing on you. Trust me," my brother says not realizing how close to death he really is.

"Romero," Georgina purrs as she walks over to us. An ugly smile on her face and I can't help but think what the fuck I ever saw in her. Then again, the way she has no gag reflex helped a lot. She lifts her hand as if to touch me and Holly's fingers close around her wrist. It must be a tight grip because pain flashes through Georgina's eyes. "Jealous," she sneers at my wife.

Holly laughs. "No, but you are. You do not touch him. You seriously can't be this desperate, Georgia."

Georgina narrows her eyes, her lips thinning. "It's Georgina," she stamps her foot.

Holly shakes her head, "Same thing. Now, why don't you run along before I lose my temper."

She shrieks. "You fucking bitch." She sneers at my wife.

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