“What?” She gasped as she glanced in the direction I was looking. “Swimming instead of meeting me when I walked through the door?”
The disdain in her voice snapped me out of my trance and caused me to roll my eyes.
“I don’t understand what the big deal is, Tally. Who cares? We are here now, and we have an entire summer to enjoy.”
She spun to face me; her gaze spoke volumes about her unhappiness. “I know this.”
“Sooo?” I shrugged. “Then what’s the big deal?”
Crossing her arms over her chest, she scoffed, “Because Daddy always greets me at the door. You don’t think he has a new woman, do you?”
Laughter escapes me as I stare at her in disbelief. “Seriously? That’s your go-to?”
“Well-” she shrugged in frustration, “I read online that when men change their patterns, it’s usually because of a big change… like a new woman.”
Should have seen that. It’s what happened with Chad, I mentally noted with a sigh.
I couldn’t understand her reasoning. “Would that honestly be a bad thing?”
“Yes!” she shrieked. “Oh, my god, Becca. That would be like the worst thing ever. If he wants a woman, he can get back with my mom.”
Just as the words left her mouth, the sliding glass door opened, and the hottest man I had ever laid my eyes on stepped through the doorway, dripping wet and running a towel over his head.
The Italian Stallion has arrived. God, I want to kiss his abs.
The dirty remark running through my mind caused me to bite my bottom lip as my eyes scanned his body up and down. No matter how much time passed, I still had the desire to climb him like a horse and ride him into the new year.
Maybe run my tongue across his rock hard body even… hell, I’m not picky.
“Where were you?” Tally snapped with disapproval, pulling me from my delicious thoughts. “I expected to see you, and you weren’t there. I don’t understand.”
Confusion passed through his eyes as he stared at her with shock. “Sweetie, I didn’t think your flight was supposed to be here for another hour.”
“Uh-no,” she quipped. “I sent you my flight info, and I texted you.”
“You did?” he replied, picking his phone off the bar and quickly scrolling through it.
Standing impatiently, she stared at him. “Yeah, I did.”
“I’m sorry, sweetie,” he shrugged. “I guess it slipped my mind. I’ll make it up to you.”
Smart man. Smart man.
When it came to Tally, we both knew how to act. Because if Tally didn’t get her way, you would think World War III was breaking out due to her disregard and meltdowns.
“It’s okay,” she sighed. “Becca and I are hungry and tired. Can we order food?”
As his eyes slowly slid to me, he furrowed his brow in confusion, “Becca?”
Of course, he doesn’t recognize me. “Hey,” I smiled, trying not to look down.
The swim shorts were doing nothing to conceal the beast between his legs, and with my current sexual situation having been nonexistent for the past few weeks, I was horny.
Damn it, Becca. Stop thinking dirty about your friend’s dad. What the f*ck!
“You have grown up a lot, Becca,” Mr. Valentino replied, his dark, sultry gaze scanning up and down my body.
Shit. Was he checking me out?!
“Yeah.” The breathlessness of my response caused me to clear my throat as I quickly averted my gaze, trying to look anywhere but at him. I wasn’t trying to be rude, but if this conversation didn’t end quickly, I was going to give away my dirty thoughts by looking at his enormous cock again.
“So…” he muttered, looking between the two of us. “What are the plans for summer?”
Before I could even get a word in, Tally started rambling off about the parties and boating trips she wanted to take. Even though I was her guest, he was already accustomed to the fact we often did things apart.
“And you, Becca?” he asked, bringing me back to the present. “Anything you would like to do?”
Yeah, f*ck you into oblivion.
“Um. I’m not quite sure yet. Had some rough shit happen a few weeks back, so kind of looking to relax and enjoy my summer? Then, it’s back to school for my last year.” I smiled, nodding my head as a glint of amusement crossed his eyes.
“Oh, very nice,” he said, crossing his arms over his chest. “What was your degree again?”
“Statistics and Data Science,” I replied as I gazed down at my fidgeting hands.
“She’s a math nerd, Dad. You give her anything to do with numbers, and she is quick with a response. Bookkeeping and calculations and all that stuff. Kind of like you.”
Tally’s response caused me to laugh before I cleared my throat, realizing I was finding amusement in her calling her dad a math nerd, basically.
“Something like that,” his reply was followed by the upward turn of his mouth as my gaze met his once more. I didn’t understand what was going through his head at that moment, but I was intrigued to find out.
New Book: Back Home to Marry Off Myself
Loredana’s father left the family for his mistress, leaving them to fend for themselves abroad. When life was at its toughest, her father showed up with “good news” after 8 years of absence: To marry off Loredana to a paralyzed son of the wealthy Mendelsohn family.