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“I do too,” I responded. “Want kids, I mean. I want them. I’ve always wanted them.”
She kissed me on the cheek before saying quietly, “I’d love to have kids with you someday.”
Her words warmed my heart. My whole life, I had always had women who were interested in me for a short fling, but I’d never thought that I would manage to find someone who would want to really be with me and even start a family with me.
“I know you will be an amazing mother,” I told her honestly. She was such a patient and kind person, always aware of the others in the compound and what we needed. When she was ready, she would be the kind of mom every kid wished they had.
“That means a lot to me.” Her voice sounded like she was tearing up. I squeezed her tight, reassuring her that I was there for her.
“What would it look like if we had kids?” I asked, wondering if she’d want to stay home with them.
“I don’t know. Maybe I could do part-time work or remote or something. I always loved that my mom could take me to work with her whenever I was out of school. I know that I wouldn’t want them to have to go to daycare if we could help it. Unless it had an insane amount of security, I would never feel safe leaving them.”
“I agree,” I said roughly, hating the idea of anyone ever trying to hurt one of our hypothetical future children, “I’d much rather they stay here, safe with us. I could cut back on work too so that you could still pursue your career. Alessandro and Tallon would love to get more responsibilities, and I’ve been considering letting one of them become the Don someday anyway.”
“You’ll be a great dad,” she said before rolling over on top of me and kissing me deeply.
The feeling of her body pressed against mine had me turned on all over again, and she knew it. At some point, she had managed to pull her bra off the rest of the way so she was fully naked, pressing her bare body against mine. I could feel every curve, and I wanted her again, badly.
She reached between us and wrapped her hand around my cock, chuckling at how hard I already was. With one smooth motion, she had me inside of her. My movements became erratic; I couldn’t stop myself from pumping wildly into her. She matched my motions, increasing our speed until I was gasping with the effort to try to keep myself from orgasming too quickly. Her breasts bounced enticingly as she moved up and down on my shaft, and I reached up to grab them with my hands, loving the way they felt perfectly shaped just for me.
“I’m–so–close,” I grunted, damn near unable to speak through my pleasure.
“I want you to come,” she murmured seductively.
Her words were my undoing. I pounded roughly up into her, my orgasm making my movements jerky. She smiled down at me, proud of how easily she’d been able to make me come.
“Holy shit,” I managed to gasp out. “You are so goddamn perfect.”
She laughed and got up off me so that she could tuck herself back against my side.
“I could say the same about you.”
I never wanted the night to end, but I could see that Olivia’s eyes were getting droopy. I reached over her to tuck the blankets in tightly on her side, then settled them over the both of us. She fell asleep in my arms, her breathing soft and even. Finally, I had managed to make her feel totally safe.
I hoped I could continue to do so.
*Olivia*
I levered myself slowly down into a chair in the kitchen, running my hand over my swollen belly with a soft smile. Across the room, Gio, the lines in his face deeper than when I met him, swung our eldest through the air while he giggled in pure delight.
Little Enzo would be turning three at the end of the month, but he still loved the game he pronounced “ay-play” instead of airplane. Gio looked up suddenly and caught me watching. I waved sheepishly, patting my stomach, where our twins were still growing. He just grinned and lifted Enzo for another round.
A loud, heavy knock sounded on our kitchen door, cutting through the sound of Enzo’s laughter. and I turned to answer it. I tried to take a step forward, but my feet suddenly felt like they were stuck in quicksand. The faster I tried to move, the further away the door seemed, and the louder the knocking got.
***
With a gasp, I sat bolt upright and ran a hand over my flat stomach, feeling a strange pang of disappointment. The moonlight seeping in through the curtains cast the familiar shape of the bedroom Gio and I shared in stark relief. I glanced over to check on him and found the bed beside me empty.
A knot of cold fear twisted my stomach.
The knock came again, and I realized that hadn’t been a part of my dream at all. The door in the sitting room swung open, letting in a sliver of yellow light, and Gio’s broad shoulders stepped into the pool.
The knot released, and I exhaled. At the very least, Gio was alright.
But why were we being woken in the middle of the night?
As my fear abated, I suddenly realized I’d fallen asleep naked once again, and the covers were pooled around my waist. I doubted anyone could see me from the door, but old instincts made me pull the comforter to my chin.
Gio had clearly only taken the time to shrug on a pair of pajama pants before opening the door, and the light revealed how low they rode on his hips, exposing the V-shaped muscles of his pelvis.
I didn’t know why we were being woken up, but if it wasn’t urgent….
“What?” he demanded, his voice made gravely by sleep.
Gabriele responded, low and urgent, “We have news. It can’t wait.”
Gio sighed, and I saw him run his hand through his hair in silhouette. “Alright. I’ll be right there.”
He shut the door and turned back to see me sitting up. “I’m sorry we woke you, carina.”
I yawned and dropped the covers. “No worries. It sounds like something important is going on. I’ll come with.”
I stood, and Gio’s eyes dropped briefly to my bare body. I smiled. Even in dire circumstances, I enjoyed knowing he couldn’t help but look at me.
Then, his gaze returned to my face as his mouth opened in surprise.
“No, this isn’t—”
I began grabbing clothes off the floor. I didn’t know who was going to be in this meeting, so I should make sure to be fully dressed. I found a pair of jeans I’d worn earlier in the week, the bra I’d shed earlier, and a T-shirt dangling out of a drawer, but no underwear.
Gio stepped into my line of sight and grabbed my shoulders. “Please, let me speak to Gabriele first. This news could be anything. Just let me hear it, and then I’ll tell you.”
I shrugged out of his hold. I was done being sidelined, done finding everything out last. I put on my jeans. “Is there any news other than Dmitri news that would make Gabriele wake you up in the middle of the night?”
Gio opened his mouth, then snapped it shut again. “I sincerely hope not.”
I grabbed my bra. “Then I’m coming with you. This isn’t the sort of reasonable safety precaution I promised to agree with you on. You’re just trying to protect my mind, and I’m not going to be any less scared sitting here and wondering what terrible thing might’ve happened.”
He ran a hand over his face and sighed. “Carina, I wish you’d let me—”
“Don’t you trust me?” I asked suddenly.
Gio blanched. “Of course, but—”
“Then you’ve got to trust me to know what I can handle.” I slipped on my bra and pulled the T-shirt over it, then crossed my arms. “I’m coming with you. I don’t want to be babied anymore, and I deserve to know what’s happening with a homicidal mobster who’s made direct threats against me and the people I love.”
“Anything you want.” Gio wrapped his arms around my waist and pulled me in, burying his face in my hair. “I love you.”
I pressed a kiss to his cheek and tried to swallow down a brilliant grin. I shouldn’t be so excited to learn about violent mafia business, but I couldn’t help feeling like I’d finally gained access to a club I’d been standing outside of for months.
“I love you too. Now, get dressed, or Gabriele’s going to have both of our heads,” I said.
Gio laughed and began pulling on his clothes. “Now you really sound like you belong here.”
