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"I eat almost everything. Except calamari. I don't eat that. It's too squishy."
"Squishy. Noted. I won't ever take you out for calamari."
The smile that spreads across her face is pure magic as she takes a bite of her avocado toast.
We sit in bed, the sunshine warming our skin, and talk and laugh as we eat breakfast.
It is literally the perfect morning.
I could do this every day for the rest of my life and be the happiest man on the planet.
When breakfast is finished, I move the tray off the bed, onto the floor next to us, and then wrap my arms around Amelia and pull her close to me again.
"I'm not sure I am going to let you go home." I grin, tracing my fingers over her cheek.
"I'm not sure I want you to let me go home." She smiles.
I lean down and kiss her. She wraps her legs around mine and I roll onto her, my cock already rock hard and ready to feel her again.
Her fingertips trace down my back and send electric bolts through my body.
She gasps as I move against her.
I can't get enough of her.
I want all of her.
It is very late morning when we finally get out of bed, both grinning and satisfied.
She gets dressed in the same dress she was wearing last night.
"I'm going to call a taxi." She says, pulling her hair up into a messy bun.
"Not a chance. I'll drive you home."
She grins mischievously. "I don't think it's a good idea. If my father saw - I mean…"
"If your father saw what?"
"You." She smirks.
"Why? What would cause your father to be upset if he saw me?"
"Stefano, I probably should have told you last night, my surname."
I step closer to her and run my hand over the side of her face, pulling her beautiful eyes up towards mine. I stare straight into those pools of dark bliss.
"And what is your surname, Miss Amelia?"
"Ricardi." Her eyes are touched with the sharpest glint of mischief.
I can't hide my grin as I shake my head. "Of course, it is."
Of course, I met and fell for the daughter of Diego Ricardi, one of my biggest rivals.
"You are full of delightful surprises aren't you." I lean down and press my lips against hers, wishing that I could spend the day with her.
When I pull back, she is looking closely at my expression, trying to decide if I am bothered or not now that I know who she is. I think my grin gives it away. "Little fox, nothing, and no one is going to stop me from seeing you again; do you understand?"
