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I pulled out a necklace I had bought a while ago but hadn’t yet worn. It was a simple teardrop of aquamarine, just big enough to be noticeable but not clunky enough to get in the way.
“Here we go,” I said, stepping up behind her.
She pulled her hair to the side as I put the necklace around her and clasped it. It settled just above her clavicle, a perfect teardrop of shiny blue, the perfect color to make her eyes pop.
“It’s beautiful,” Dahlia grinned. “When did you get this?”
“A while ago. It’s not really my style. It’s too dainty, so I always feel like I’m going to break it.” I shrugged. “I’m not sure why I packed it, but I’m glad I did now. You can have it.”
“Aw, Olive,” Dahlia smiled, her eyes misty as she grabbed me in a hug.
I laughed, squeezing her back. She looked beautiful tonight, and she was going to knock Lorenzo off his feet.
“Come on, you’ll ruin your hair,” I flipped one of her perfectly curled rings with a smile, and Dahlia gasped.
“Oh, you’re right.” She let go immediately, turning to the mirror as she checked her hair for any messed-up ringlets.
“So where do you think he’s taking you?” I asked curiously.
“I don’t know,” Dahlia shrugged. “He said it was a surprise, but I’m sure it’s going to be nice. He told me to dress up.”
“And after dinner? Is he taking you back here or to his place?” I sent her a knowing look. “Should I be expecting you home tonight, Miss Dolly?”
“I don’t know, but I’m not counting that out.” Dahlia winked at me through the mirror, and I laughed. “Okay, what do you think?”
She turned around to face me, beaming like a bride on her wedding day.
“Magnifica,” I said brightly. “You’re sure to knock him off his feet.”
“I hope so,” she said, with a hint of nervousness I didn’t usually see in her.
Before she had time to check herself over for the millionth time, though, we both heard the knocking on the door from downstairs.
“He’s here!” Dahlia said excitedly. “Where are my shoes?”
“Here and here,” I set them on the floor. I was already on my feet and ready as she snapped them on.
Dahlia took a deep breath and I smiled, linking my arm with hers.
I could hear low voices coming from downstairs, one that I recognized easily.
Giovani.
The other was probably Lorenzo. For a moment, I wondered what they were talking about. My heart raced as Dahlia and I headed down the stairs together.
Lorenzo and Giovani were waiting at the bottom of the stairs, but they both turned to stare at us as we came down. I could feel Giovani’s eyes on me, and I blushed despite myself. I wasn’t even dressed up, but I still felt like I was beautiful under his stare.
When we got to the bottom, I glanced at Lorenzo’s face. He couldn’t take his eyes off Dahlia. I was invisible once again as he stepped forward to gently grab her hand and lay a kiss upon it.
“You look beautiful, Carina,” Lorenzo smiled, smoothly.
Dahlia blushed, giggling as she looked over Lorenzo’s suit. “You don’t look so bad yourself.”
I dropped my arm, allowing her to take Lorenzo’s offered one. She linked her arm around his and turned to leave.
There was one problem. Giovani was in their way.
He smiled politely, but there was an intimidating look in his eye as he stared down at Lorenzo.
“I trust you’ll take care of my baby cousin, Lorenzo,” Giovani said firmly, a weird glint in his eyes, “or I’m afraid you’ll have me to deal with.”
Lorenzo laughed, clearly not intimidated as Dahlia rolled her eyes.
“Lay off, Gio,” she huffed, one hand on her hip. “I can take care of myself without you making weird threats.”
“Just making sure he knows what he’s in for.” Giovani crossed his arms. “We protect family around here.”
“Gio!” Dahlia said, pouting. “Don’t scare him away.”
“I appreciate the warning, sir,” Lorenzo said, playfully. “I’ll be the perfect gentleman, I swear.”
It was clear that neither of them had taken him seriously. Something prevented me from laughing with them, however.
The calculating, almost intimidating look in Giovani’s eyes made me think that he wasn’t joking in the slightest. There was something dangerous about the way he looked right now.
Luckily, he didn’t hold them up anymore. Lorenzo and Dahlia left with bright smiles on their faces, leaving only me and Giovani standing in the foyer.
I shuffled on my feet awkwardly, glancing over at Giovani, only to see his eyes were already on me. His heated gaze sent a shiver down my spine, reminding me of our previous encounter.
I bit my bottom lip, remembering the feeling of his lips on mine. I watched as his eyes trailed directly to my lips, staring at where my teeth had made an imprint.
I swirled my tongue over the mark, enjoying the way his eyes darkened as he continued to stare at me silently.
“Do you have any plans for the night, Olivia?” Giovani took a step forward, a smile on his lips as he tilted his head.
“Nothing much,” I said honestly. “I was just going to read and relax, maybe take a bath.”
I saw the way his eyes locked on mine, the reminder of what had happened between us last time I had taken a bath lingering in the air.
“And you?” I asked. “Any plans?”
“Maybe,” Giovani said softly.
Silence fell between us, the tension thick enough to cut with a knife.
I took a step back, still a bit awkward and unsure.
“I guess I’ll just–” I gestured upstairs, turning to leave, but Giovani was faster.
He took a step in front of the stairs, preventing my getaway.
“Would you mind talking to me in my office for a bit?” Giovani asked in that low, sultry voice that sent a pang straight to my core.
“Uh, no, I don’t mind,” I breathed, my eyes locked onto his form as he gestured for me to follow him. I would’ve followed him anywhere if he kept using that voice on me.
