Accardi (Genevieve and Matteo) by Allison Franklin novel Chapter 48

Matteo pulled away from bet and brushed his thumb across her slirek. His eyes gleamed at her suggestion.

“Are you surr

“Under one condition,” she said, holding a finger up.

“I’m not going to like this, am 17”

“It’s the same rules as when you took me home the first night. No sex,” she told him firmly.

He shut one eye and pursed his lips. “Hell of a wingman I’m turning out to be. She gave him a playful shrug before she bent for her luggage. “Don’t even

d his lips. ”

think about it,” he admonished as he tugged the bag from her hands.

She watched with a smile on her face as he retrieved her key card from the reception desk and headed for the stairs while carrying her bright pink suitcase over his shoulder. She bit her lip and followed after him. He led the way down their hallway and stopped at her door. One swipe had the door unlocked and he held it open for her. Gen stepped in and immediately turned, barring his way in. He narrowed his eyes.

“I have one more condition,” she declared.

He leaned his shoulder against the doorframe. “Let’s hear it. Remember though, I have your luggage and if you want it back, you may want to think long and hard about whether this condition is worth losing your clothes over.”

“You know what I did after I left you this morning, don’t you?” she asked. That devilish grin graced his face. He nodded. “And that first night I was in my

apartment?” He shrugged. “You’re going to tell me how.”

Matteo’s expression softened while his eyes perused her face as if he was deciding if letting her in on his secret was worth it. “You’re certain I haven’t bugged your place?”

She smiled. “My friend got me a bug detector.”

His smile grew wider. “And you brought it with you?” She nodded once, proud of herself, causing him to laugh. He leaned forward, eliminating the space between them. “You sure you want to know?”

It took less than a second for Gen to nod. “Yes. Yes, I would.”

Matteo’s eyes went to her lips before he stood back and held her suitcase in front of him with both hands. “Well, my little weakness, the answer you’re looking for has three parts: thin walls, a quiet room and…” He leaned forward to whisper, “o woman who can’t help but scream my name when she cums.”

1. n. Heat crawled up her chest and he watched the color creep ward with a satisfied smick.

Gen ́s mouth fell open.

“You… you could d hear me?”

“Mhmm,” be answered with a pod. “Happy?” he asked.

“Mortified,” she responded, turning away to walk into the rooni.

His chuckle followed her into the room. He laid her bag down on the bed and sat down beside it. He glanced around the room as if it were the one she d grown up in rather than a hotel room shed already packed up Still reeling from his confession, she walked up to the bag and started taking things out of it again.

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Chapter Forty–Eight

“Do you need me to leave something for you to change into after you take off your makeup?” she asked him, hoping to alleviate some of her embarrassment

“Very funny,” he said with a smile.

“Your” she asked, holding up one of her tiny camisoles. “This might fit you,

He took the cami and held it up. “Do you have two? 1 can fashion them into sleeves.”

She yanked the cami mut of his hands as he laughed. She started digging through the clothes she’d haphazardly thrown inside during her rush to run away She turned around to lay out some of her pajamas when she heard him make a humming sound. She looked back and gasped as he pulled out her vibrator. He raised a brow while he held up the purple toy.

“You know this isn’t an RF detector, right?” he asked, his eyes filled with amusement.

As if she couldn’t be any more humiliated, her face flamed higher. She yanked the toy out of his hand and buried it in the bottom of her bug

“Perv,” she hissed at him as she turned away and headed for the bathroom.

She slammed the door as he cackled. Gen took a deep breath and splashed her red face with freezing cold water. She put her hair up and began her night- time routine. After her shower she put on her flannel pajamas and walked back into the room to find Matteo already under the covers. He set his phone down and smiled before he stripped his hoodie off over his head, revealing the hardened muscles of his chest.

“Everything okay?” she asked, looking at his phone on the nightstand,

He nodded. “Just asked Leo to do me

me a favor,” he responded. He held up the blanket for her. She went to the side of the bed and paused. “Don’t tell me.. guessed before she even said it.

“One thing, Matteo, she said, crossing her arms.

“Your list of conditions is growing by the minute, Weakness,” he told her.

She narrowed her eyes. “Why are you calling me that all the sudden?”

He shrugged. “I’ve been trying to think of the perfect nickname for you. I like it. It fits.”

“Being your weakness is supposed to be a compliment?” she asked.

“I’ve never allowed someone close enough to hold the distinction,” he told her. He raised a brow. “Is that enough to get you into

o bed?

She glared at him, not because of what he said but because his words had brought back the blush that had taken the entirety of her st “Yeah, I guess.” She started to climb in when the blanket was suddenly pulled down tight.

shower to get rid of

Matten liked. “That’s not how it works, remember?”

Genevieve sighed and hit her lip. She crossed her arms tightly over her chest and looked upward. She looked back down at him and sent him a nervous smile. “Everyone I’ve ever fallen for has hurt me in all the ways you can imagine,” she admitted. “That’s why that’s why I’m afraid to fall for you.”

Maneo sat forward and hooked his arms around his knees. “Afraid,” he whispered. “But not unwilling.”

She shook her head. “No, not unwilling.”

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Chapter Forty–Eight

He laid back down and put his arm behind his head “Conne hrie, Weakness,” he ordered

Genevieve sled as she pulled back the blanket and climbed in. This time, she didn’t wait for him to pull her closer. She borrowed herself into his side and placed her head against his chest. His fingers trailed over bet arm as she settled down against him. The music in his room continued to pulse next door the covered het one eat and focused on the sound of his breathing and heartbeat against her other one. A moment later be pried her hand away from her ear.

are you doing that?” he asked, humor evident in his tour.

*I have a hard time sleeping next to a night clubs,” she answered sarcastically. “When do the boys generally dry off their dicks and head home?”

He chuckled. “Don’t worry, it won’t last much longer.”

“Absolutely.”

As if

if on coe, she heard a knock on the door. She sat up but his hand grabbed her shoulder and pulled her back down. A moment later she realized the loud banging wasn’t on her door but the one for the next room over. She heard shouting, and cursing. She wanted to get up to see what the commotion was but Matteo’s tight grip kept her pinned. She jumped when she thought she heard a gunshot while Matteo simply continued stroking her arm in reassurance.

“Don’t you want to know what’s going on?” she asked, curiosity about ready to kill her.

“I know what’s going on,” he whispered to the top of her head before he placed a kiss there.

“What?”

“Leo

Suddenly the room next door went dead quiet. Matteo’s phone buzzed.

“Grab that for me, Gen,” Matten instructed. Genevieve stretched across him

im to grab his phone. She noticed Leo’s name flashing and handed it to him. “Hey.” Matteo answered. She could hear Leo’s voice on the other end but couldn’t make out the words. She laid her chin down on his chest and looked up at him. “Thank you, we appreciate it.” There was a long pause and then Leo asked him a question. Matteo’s eyes softened. He looked down at her and brushed his thumb across her cheek before using it to cup her chin. “Yeah, I got her. Thanks. Bye.”

Matteo handed the phone over to her and she put it back on the nightstand.

“So,” the started as she nestled her cheek back against his chest and sighed. “You got me, huh?”

“I’m sorry you had to find out that way,” he said, tightening his grip.

-You’re incorrigible

“I’m half–naked with the woman I love lying on my chest. I have the willpaneer of a century old monk,” he grumbles.

“You are a very patient man,” she whispered, the exhaustion from the last few days settling over her shoulders.

“Only for you,” he told her, his fingers trailing down to her waist.

The comfortable silence stretched out between them. Genevieve’s lids grew heavier and heavier as his warmth seeped into her bones.

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Chapter Forty–Eight

“Genevieve…“his voice floated through her subsumcimus

“Hmm?” she asked, ribbing her check against his skin.

“Go to dinner with me,” he said, his voice clogged with desperation, “Let me take you out on proper

on a proper date… please.”

were dark green, hordering on brown when they connected with hers. She sent him a small

Genevieve forced her eyes open and looked up at him. His eyes were i

smile that erased some of the worry from his eyes.

Okay, she whispered.

“Okay?” he asked, as if he must have misheard.

She nodded. She placed a kiss on his left peck before placing her head over the spot. “Yeah, you can take me to dinner, Matteo.”

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