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It’s all too much.
Instead of speaking, my eyes well up with tears. I can’t help it. Once the emotions start, they’re overwhelming.
“Hey, no, you don’t need to cry. I promise, we’re all right.”
When I try to move again, pushing against his chest, I only manage to get turned around as Enzo pins my back to his front, his hand running small, soothing circles over my stomach. Each faint touch causes me to shiver with pleasure.
“Angel,” Nico says, taking a step towards us. He takes my face in his hands, tipping my head back to rest against Enzo’s chest so I can look him in the eyes. “Tell me. What’s wrong?”
He holds me there, his thumbs skimming my cheek bones as Enzo’s fingers dig into my waist.
I’m prepared to lie again when my traitorous lip trembles.
Nico catches it. His dark eyes narrow.
I sigh, resigned. They’re going to find out. There’s no way they won’t. “I was worried about you. I don’t want you to get in trouble because of me. I love that you want to protect me, but I thought maybe you beat up my ex and that would be… bad.”
Nico smirks at me and my cheeks flush. I’ve never explicitly told them that I actually like the way they are protective over me. Mostly.
There’s no reason to protect Matt anyways. It’s not like he ever went out of his way to protect me. If anything, he hurt me. Maybe he does need a reality check in the form of a broken jaw.
“That’s a tempting idea, Angel. But no.” He strokes a finger along my jaw, considering me.
“Is there a reason we should? Besides the fact that he touched what’s ours.”
“Nope.” I say, way too quickly.
My stomach clenches at his tone. Ours. That’s something I definitely need to unpack later.
Holy crap.
“You’re not very convincing,” Enzo says, kissing my head. His lips linger against me. His hold on my body is firmer than before.
“Come on, there’s no secrets between us.”
Incredulous laughter bursts out of me at that. This entire family is one giant bin of secrets.
Still… I need to come clean. It’s just harder than I thought it would be.
I look at both of them. First Nico, then up at Enzo. I have their full attention and it’s kind of unnerving. They both look down at me, their gazes expectant, but patient. I shift uncomfortably, my back wiggling into Enzo more than I intended. I can feel him grow harder against my back as he starts kissing my neck.
“It’s nothing,” I say, breathless. It is nothing. This is nothing. I can’t help it if I have a physical reaction to them when they are close to me. That’s… biology. Nothing more.
My chest rises and falls with effort. Nico is standing so close to me that my breasts are skimming his stomach.
“Christina,” Nico says, firmly.
“Fine,” I roll my eyes, “I just thought maybe you saw his social media post. He… he wasn’t very nice.”
“Name,” Nico says. His brown eyes are black. The power simmering there draws the truth out of me before I can think through the consequences.
“Matt. Matt Ricci.”
He takes a half step back, only far enough away to check his phone without my interference.
He must pull the post up within seconds because I can see the muscle in his jaw tighten and tick.
He holds the phone out for Enzo to see, and even though I can’t read the post, I’m certain it’s the one I saw earlier.
