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I don’t know how to ask about Gio. I’m not ready to hear bad news about him, and I hope none comes. My mother didn’t mention anything, but that could also mean she hasn’t heard anything about him yet. “I want to ask after Gio.”
Severio’s expression tells me he doesn’t like that. “Gio is fine. I didn’t sleep because you occupied my bed.”
It’s great to hear that Gio and Severio seem to have sorted out whatever differences they had since Gio is fine, but Severiois lying. Or, wait, maybe he lay down but didn’t sleep. Which means he might’ve watched me sleep. “I could tell you were in the bed. The pillow smells like you.”
“You smelled my pillow?”
“I had to know.” I’m sure I’m blushing. The rosy cheeks might be my standard when I’m around this man.
“I rested for twenty minutes. I get up around dawn, so I didn’t have time to sleep last night.”
“You can still nap on the plane ride back home.”
Severio’s lips tip up. I’d like a confirmation that the Mancinis are leaving, never to return. My life needs to continue. My job, my hotel, etc. But I get nothing from him.
“It’s interesting that you asked about Gio while wearing my shirt.”
He wants to talk about “that.”
I lean in and whisper, “Did we do it?”
“Do what?” Severio taps his finger on the glass.
“You know what.”
“I don’t.”
He knows and wants me to say it. He gets off on humiliating me. Terrible, terrible man.
“Did we have sex?” I ask.
“Yes. You seemed to have enjoyed yourself last night.”
I gasp and cover my mouth. “Oh my God.”
Severio’s lips pinch, but his eyes lift at the corners as if he’s suppressing laughter. When he can’t hold it anymore, he smiles. It’s a full, genuine smile, showing two dimples and a narrowing of his eyes.
Playfully, I slap his shoulder. “That’s not funny.”
“It’s hilarious.”
“Only to you.”
“My amusement matters. Can we eat now?”
I’m not hungry, but I think he’s one of those men who won’t eat in the company of people who aren’t eating, so I pick up my sandwich and take a bite. My eyes roll back at the delicious taste of soft-boiled egg yolk coating the turkey and cheese between the multigrain bread.
Severio takes a bite of the same sandwich and moans.
I chew, nodding at him in approval as he finally eats something my kitchen prepared. Last night, I was starting to question our skills when he wouldn’t take a bite.
“Stop gloating,” he says.
I almost choke, but chase it quickly with a glass of water.
Severio eats in silence, probably because he’s hungry and his mouth is busy consuming four sandwiches, two servings of salad, and now fresh fruit for dessert. He has a healthy appetite, and by God, while I love watching people enjoy food, I really,reallylove how Severio devours it.
It’s very savage.
