Roman pins him with a look, one eyebrow raised, eyes filled with warning. Danny has on a shit-eating grin that tells me she’s just as happy to meddle. She arches her eyebrow at me. “So, Sophia.”

“Sophia just came to New York. She joined the company, and odds are, we’ll be working for her one day.” Nick says easily. “She’s a workaholic, just like her dad.”

“Am not. If I was, I wouldn’t be here.” I say with a small laugh.

“Well, sounds like you have a good future.” Danny rubs Massimo’s chest. “But come on, you’re the only girl in a group of eligible bachelors. You know people will have questions.”

“Danny.” Massimo chastises. “Don’t hint.”

She shrugs. “So, which one of these guys has your attention?”

I gape at her blunt question. I clear my throat and open my mouth to answer when Holden speaks. “Are you asking for a friend?”

Massimo says something to Roman in Italian, and he rolls his eyes with a smile taking over his face. Danny rolls her eyes. “Come on. Do you like Roman? One of these other guys? There are a lot of single girls waiting for a dance, and not one of you have snatched that opportunity.”

“Jet lag,” Nick says with a shrug.

“And I’m too old to make a relationship work across an ocean,” Gunner says with a shrug. “Even for the sexiest woman alive.”

“So then you’re all interested in Sophia?” Danny laughs. “How fun.”

“You keep this up, and they won’t want to spend time with us,” Massimo says, kissing Danny’s temple. “You’re supposed to be gentle with the prodding.”

“You didn’t marry me because I’m gentle,” Danny replies with a knowing look. “I thought you liked my bite.”

Massimo whispers something in her ear, and she bites her lip. “Don’t tease.”

“Not a tease if I’m going to make sure it happens later, tesora.” He winks. “Come on.”

Gunner laughs. “I thought the wedding was supposed to be all about the bride and groom.”

“You know Massimo better than that.” Roman smacks Gunner’s back. “He likes pushing buttons.”

“Just like you.” Gunner wipes his mouth since Roman’s smack interrupted him from taking a drink. “If I didn’t know better, I’d think you two were brothers.”

I ask to be excused a moment and head to one of the many bathrooms. I fix my hair and check my makeup. I wonder if people talk like this at the office. I hope not. If Dad got any kind of suspicion, we’d be out of luck. Truly, S.O.L. But it’s almost more exciting this way.

I get to know that I’ve been with all these guys. I’m in on the best secret, and everyone else can only guess and tease. I push my hair out of my face as I notice a flush in my cheeks. Being with them is good for me. I feel more alive than ever. Even with the constant threat of being found out, I feel like I’m finally taking control of my life.

The door opens behind me, making me jump. I turn and find Holden. He shuts the door and rubs my hips, pulling me back against him. “How are you handling things?”

“I’m okay. You?” I look over my shoulder.

Holden kisses across my neck slowly, his tongue teasing me. Oh, these unspoken promises are going to drive me insane. I shiver and bite my lip. “That good?”

He chuckles and twirls a whisp of my hair around his finger. “It’s gotten easier.”

“I’ll be out in just a minute.” I turn and face him. “Did anyone see you follow me?”

He shrugs, and I feel the confidence from the wine kick in. Holden looks good all dressed up. Almost as good as he looks Naked. I tug his tie towards me and kiss him hungrily. He lifts me onto the counter in one move and strokes up my thighs, pushing the dress up inch by inch.

“Holden.” I groan.

“I like how you say my name.” He pants, grabbing my ass and jerking me against him. I gasp, and my lips brush his uselessly as he teases me through my thong.

“Not here.” I whimper. “I’d have to be quiet.”

I open the door, peek out, then hold up one finger to Holden. He grins as I try to tell him to wait a few seconds at least before he comes out, so the rumors don’t get worse. I go to the table and tell the guys I’m exhausted and going to turn in early.

“We have big plans tomorrow, Bambina. Get some sleep.” Roman encourages me.

As if sleep is what I’m going to get tonight.


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