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My eyes flick down to another to the right of his belly button. “You were hurt at the wedding too?”
“I was shot three times.”
His words feel like another stab in the heart. “Enzo.”
He shrugs. “I’m okay. Salvatore didn't make it though.”
My face falls. There was no love lost between Enzo and his father but it doesn't mean my heart doesn't bleed for him. He smiles softly and presses another kiss to my lips. “That was the only good part of that day.”
“I hate that I wasn't there for you.” His thumb grazes over my lips and he shakes his head. “I wouldn't have wanted you to see me in the months following the wedding, I wasn't me.”
“Nothing you could do would make me see you any differently.” I hope he knows how much truth is in that small statement.
He pulls my face to his and kisses me, slowly, tenderly. He brushes under the hem of my T-shirt and I break the kiss so he can lift it over my head. His eyes fall down my frame and I don't miss the hint of worry in them. I've lost a lot of weight. I stand in front of him just to slip my pants off. He watches as I do. I slowly get to my knees pulling his pants off and leaving kisses over his legs and across his torso. Each one feels like a promise to myself that as long as he’ll have me however short that time may be, I will never leave him again. He takes my hand and pulls me towards him, chin tilted up so he can look into my eyes. He pulls me over him so I'm straddling him again, feeling him press up against me. His hands slide from the back of my knees up to my arse, hands palming as I lower myself down on him. The tip slips in and I hold his face, looking into those hazel eyes.
Hazel eyes.
Enzos eyes.
The eyes that kept you sane through all those months.
My mouth parts and a soft gasp slips free when I start to slide down around his cock. I rest my hand on his shoulder as I sink all the way down. His lips part as he watches me with absolute focus. His hand slips up my bare back to grip the back of my neck, resting our foreheads together as I start to move on top of him.
This is what it feels like to have everything right again. It just comes so naturally. I don't even think about it because my body just knows what to do with his because it's spent so much time wrapped up in him. All I can think is that his lips are on mine, his hands are in my hair and he's actually here with me, with warm skin and a beating heart and just everything in the world, everything in my world for this one singular moment is perfect.
He allows me to take control, letting me guide the speed and the rhythm. His hands moving over my body, reacquainting himself with me again.
His arm slips around my waist and he presses me to him as he slides in and out of me. “Tell me this is real.” His voice comes out strained, quiet, almost scared.
I take his face in my hands, keeping up the movement. “It's real. You and me. We're real.” I say it to myself more than him. It feels like if I stop he’ll slip away and I'll wake up in my never-ending nightmare again.
He starts to lift his hips to meet mine and I let out a soft whimper, the feel of him filling me making that hole inside my chest start to feel slightly smaller. He groans into my neck, hand splayed wide over my throat as he presses kisses to my skin, moving from my ear down to my collarbones and over my chest.
“Vita Mia, I won't ever let you go again.” I can feel my core tighten and the sensation shocks me. I haven't had an orgasm since before. Not even by myself. “I’m going to do right by you.” It’s almost a prayer. “It's you and me.”
I start to tense around him, his words hitting home like glue over a wound. My mouth pops open and suddenly it tips over. I let out a moan. My eyes fixed on his as he watches with rapt attention as I come. His jaw clenches and he continues the slow pace. His hips thrust harder until he groans, body tensing, hands on me tightening. He shudders and I fall into him, back on the bed.
He tucks me against himself, his arms cocooning me into his body heat protectively. I let the feeling sink into me. I don’t deserve it.
He squeezes me, pressing a kiss to the top of my head. “Questa volta mi prenderò cura di te, te lo prometto.”
I don't ask what it means, I'm not sure I want to know. I mouth ‘I’m sorry’ into his chest just hoping it will sink in and one day, I'll deserve him.
I lay there tucked into him. My eyes wide open and fixed on what of his chest I can see, watching the rise and fall because I’m terrified if I go to sleep he'll disappear again. I move my hand to rest over his heart so I can feel the steady beat against my palm and I count them. I count them until his breathing deepens and he starts to make the noises he used to when he sleeps. Like little murmurs.
His arms never loosen from around me, not even for a second. I lay there with his smell and presence around me trying to commit as much of it to memory as possible for when he decides he can’t do this and I’m alone again.
Enzo wakes up before Ares’ baby monitor goes off. His eyes fix on me like he can't believe I’m in his arms. His hands cup both sides of my face, thumbs rubbing over my face to check I’m still here only he doesn’t know I’m not really me anymore.
“Ares will wake up soon,” I whisper.
“If I leave and go talk to Luca, will you come by the house later?” He asks, brushing my hair out of my eyes.
“With Ares?” I ask warily.
“Of course. I want to meet him properly.” A small hopeful smile spreads across my lips. He smiles back and leans down to kiss me. It's slow but consuming like it always was when we kissed.
He pulls away and sits up pulling his phone from the side of the bed, giving me the first clear view of his back. I frown, cocking my head to take in the new tattoo he has covering the left side of his back. I move forward pressing my fingers into it. “Is that a siren?” His body stiffens. It's a mermaid for sure but it's much darker looking, frightening actually. She looks as if she's swimming up his back, arms splayed wide like she's welcoming the light. Dark black hair pours from her head wrapping around her body in wisps. Eyes that look a little bit like mine.
