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“Why do you care?” I reply.

He tries to speak but stops himself before the words fall out.

I pick up the glass again and empty it into the sink, feeling uneasy as he watches me. When done, I dry my hands and make a move to go past him.

He stops me from walking out as he blocks the way with his body. “Are you pissed at me, Poppy?”

Without looking at him, I move my eyes to the side. I don’t even know if I am pissed at him or why I am pissed at him. I am so tired of all these push and pull games he is playing with me.

He grabs my arms and presses my back against the door frame, forcing me to look at him.

“Let go of me, Alessandro!”

“You’re mad at me.”

“I don’t get you. You’re making me lose my fucking mind,” I grunt.

He brings his face closer to mine. Our lips are inches away from each other. Just one move closer, and I’ll have his lips on mine.

“You’re doing the same to me every time you get like this.”

I can feel his hot breath on my skin. His eyes flicker as he exchanges glances between my eyes and lips. Like he’s stopping himself from doing what he wants most now.

“Talk to me, Poppy,” he breathes.

I swallow hard, my breaths getting heavier with him this close to me. “It sounds stupid.”

He moves back and gives more space between us. “Try me.”

Using a few seconds to prepare myself, I cringe at how stupid it sounds in my head. “You didn’t stop by this morning,” I say in a low tone, my eyes away from his.

He takes my chin and raises my head so I can stare at him. The edges of his lips curve with a little smirk on his face. “Did you miss me, Poppy? Let me make it up to you.”

He doesn’t wait another moment as his lips reach for mine. He tastes like red wine. It’s a slow kiss as he lazily moves his lips on mine. We stay there, kissing for a couple more minutes before he breaks it.

“I had a bad night, and I’m staying in today. That’s why I didn’t stop by your room.”

I wet my swollen lips with my tongue and nod. My stupid stomach grumbles loudly this time. “Sorry,” I mutter, slightly embarrassed.

“I’ve ordered some toast with eggs for breakfast. I knew you’d be hungry.”

Argh… my heart melts some more for him.

“I just want to kiss you some more right now,” he adds.

This time, I don’t wait for him to make the first move before I merge our lips together again. I wrap my arms around his neck as he lifts me by my waist. He doesn’t break the kiss as I lock my legs around him, his strong arms holding me tight.

He walks us out of the kitchen to the couch in the living room and lowers me on it. We continue kissing as he hovers over me until a knock on the door interrupts us. He grunts as he lets go of my hips.

“Who the fuck is it?” he yells.

“Henri.”

Alessandro grunts again and kisses me one more time before standing to his feet. “Wait here.”

He walks to the door and steps out instead of letting Henri in. He stays outside longer than I expected, as I hear him yelling something in Italian.

Sitting down properly, I adjust on the couch. I can tell he is angry as he walks back into the house and slams the door hard. His fists are clenched together tightly. I can see his knuckles have turned white.

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