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I rush through my shower,not wanting to miss Jace’s text. My mind goes back to my earlier decision. I truly thought Gio would at least send me a gift.

He didn’t and that stings. These last two years have been so hard. Losing my parents and my best friends and boyfriend all at the same time took something from me.

I dress in a pair of panties and a tank top. Looking in the mirror, I see so much sadness staring back at me. Something has to change. Jace is good for me.

I go to walk out of the bathroom and shut off the light as I step into my bedroom. Out of the corner of my eye I see a figure sitting in my accent chair by the window. I pull a knife from the door panel and toss it.

“Fuck, Ny. You almost got me.”

I gasp as I hear the voice. It’s deeper now, but I would know it anywhere, in any tone.

“Gio?”

He turns on the lamp in the corner. My heart nearly jumps out of my chest. He looks so different, yet the same. He’s taking up the entire chair with his big body and presence.

He’s dressed in all black. Slacks, a dress shirt, and shoes, looking the part of the Don he’ll someday be. Oh my God. What do they eat in Italy?

He has a bit of stubble on his chin, and he’s cut his hair. It’s now in a neat blowout. I love it on him.

He doesn’t move as he sits staring at me, taking me in from head to toe. I’m too in shock to move. He sits forward and places his arms on his thighs.

I cross my thighs and wiggle my toes. His nostrils flare and he sits back. He drags a hand down his face before he beckons me to him with two fingers.

I take in a breath and go to him. When I stop in front of him, he stands. I tip my head back and look into his eyes. Oh my God, oh my God. He’s so much taller and his body is so built.

He tugs me into a hug, and I melt into him like he’s home. It’s so different from the hugs I get from Jace. Jace’s hugs are filled with love and affection. Gio’s hugs are filled with possession and passion.

I feel like I can’t breathe, but I don’t want to if it means he’s going to let me go. He pulls away slightly and looks me in the eyes. Next thing I know, his lips are on mine and my legs are around his waist. He kisses me so deeply, I swear it reaches into the depths of my heart and starts to put all the pieces back together.

“I’ve missed you so much, baby,” he groans when he breaks the kiss and just inhales me.

“You were on the plane, I thought I saw something.”

“I wanted to give you your birthday gift in person. Happy birthday, Ny.”

“Thank you. You’re the best present ever.”

He scoffs. “But I’m not the present.”

He places me on my feet and reaches for his jacket from the chair he has just stood from. “Here, put this on and grab some shorts.”

I poke my tongue out at him for being so bossy. My face hurts from smiling so hard as I run to get a pair of shorts to throw on.

Wrapped in his jacket, I take the hand he offers me and follow him through the house into the garage. Sitting in the middle of Elijah’s classic cars is a brand-new black Benz Coupe. I freeze and cover my mouth as Gio wraps his arms around my waist from behind.

He kisses the top of my head. “Do you like it? Check the right pocket of my jacket. The keys are in there.”

“You got me a car?”

“Yes. I know you think I don’t think about you. I do. All the time. I still love you, Ny. I promise I do.

“That’s why I have to stay away. I don’t know how to hide the way I feel about you. You’re my greatest weakness. If anyone figures that out, I could lose you.”

“I would never allow that to happen.”

“But I can’t take that chance.”

I turn in his arms and look up at him. “Thank you. For the car and for being here. I’ve missed you so much it hurts.”

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