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He took a deep breath before the pressure he applied to the screen snapped the phone into pieces. His phone vibrated, and he prayed for strength to get through this conversation.
Yes. I thought it was time for a change.
He typed a dozen responses and deleted every single one, attempting to control his raging emotions.
“What’s wrong with you?” Dominick asked.
“My sister,” Enzo said through clenched teeth and handed the phone to Dominick.
Dominick didn’t say anything, but he didn’t have to. Enzo got his feelings based on the robust sound of his laughter.
“What’s so funny?” Stan demanded, and Dominick passed over Enzo’s phone. Stan barked out a laugh and felt the need to show everyone else.
Enzo finally snatched his phone back and typed three words.
Change it back.
He shoved his phone into his pocket, resisting the urge to go to his house and toss Ella out on her ass with her purple paint. He had one request. One. No purple, yellow, or pink on the damn walls. He didn’t even think he had to put that out there; his baby sister would have enough sense to know that those colors were nowhere in the stratosphere of what he would want. Blue, gray, hell he’d even settle for green if it didn’t look like mint chocolate chip ice cream. But freaking purple.
Heat crept up his neck into his cheeks, his blood pressure rising with each angry breath he inhaled.
The front door opened, and Enzo heard the distinct sound of Cami’s voice. He stormed down the hallway and greeted Cami and his sister at the door. He yanked his phone out of his pocket and held it up.
“What the hell is this?”
Ella’s eyes widened the same way they had when she was a kid and he’d lost his temper with her. “Your living room.”
He ran a hand over his face. “You’re kidding right? Tell me you’re kidding.”
“I think it looks great,” Cami said. He’d momentarily forgotten she was there. He had things he needed to say to her, but right now he needed to fix this disaster.
“I don’t care what you think,” he growled. “Ella, I told you exactly what I didn’t want, so what in the world made you think that I’d be okay with this?”
“God forbid you step out of your comfort zone,” Cami said, and Enzo cut her a stern look.
“This has nothing to do with that, and everything to do with respecting my wishes. I’m the client.” He jabbed a finger to his chest. “Me. Not you, and not you. Me.”
“So…what you’re saying is that you are the client,” Cami said in a condescending tone. Her lush lips pursing and looking too damn kissable right now. He was pissed off, and the last thing he wanted to think about was how soft her lips were.
He closed his eyes and inhaled deeply, searching for a sliver of sanity.
“Do you honestly think I’d paint your walls purple?” Ella asked.
“I didn’t think so, but apparently you did.”
Ella shook her head and glanced at Cami who was biting her lip, the corners of her mouth curving upward.
“You’re fucking with me.”
“You should have seen your face,” Ella said between giggles.
The anger turned into relief as the tension in his shoulders eased. He scrubbed a hand over his face as annoyance and embarrassment flooded him. “Laugh it up. Don’t let me stop you.”
“This wasn’t Ella’s fault,” Cami said. “It was my idea.”
He should have known. This had her name written all over it. “How did I not guess?”
“You’re slipping in your old age.” Her eyes met his, and he was struck by their pure beauty. He had almost kissed her earlier today and even though he was infuriated with her right now, he wish he had, especially since she didn’t seem freaked out about the whole thing. She was being herself, smiling, laughing and pulling pranks on him.
