ROMAN
When I finally get home, the house is quiet. I don’t blame anyone. It’s after eleven. Between my phone call with Miles about him trying to come home tomorrow and taking on four of his international meetings, it’s a miracle I’ve come home at all.
I’m exhausted, mentally and physically.
I get to the kitchen to pour myself a drink and find food waiting for me in the fridge, wrapped up neatly. Sophia. I shake my head. She always takes care of us. I exhale and head to the living room to see if she’s there, but instead, I see lights on outside.
Opening the door, I hear the jacuzzi running and see red hair in a bun, right at the edge of the water. Getting down on my knees, I rub over Sophie’s shoulders. She hums softly and pushes into my touch.
“Bambina.” I purr.
She leans back to look at me and then gently touches my face. “You missed dinner.”
“Work ran long,” I say, kissing her palm. “Did I miss anything else?”
“Mom is going to save her judgment as long as we cool it around her. She also learned about Bella today. Gunner got her drunk and told her everything. Then dinner.” She smiles softly. “I made sure to save you some even though Gunner was ready to devour it all.”
“Thank you.” I kiss her temple.
She kisses me softly, then turns in the water. “Do you want to join me? It’s relaxing. I can rub your shoulders or your feet.”
I press my forehead to hers. “No. I want you to enjoy your relaxation. You deserve it. Keeping up with all four of us isn’t easy.”
“It’s never boring.” Sophia kisses me softly. One kiss, a second, a third. I lick into her mouth and draw back before I lose myself in her. She takes an unsteady breath. “I’m lucky to have you.”
I can’t stop myself from looking her over, her delicious curves all on display for me in that damn bikini. It covers the important bits, which only makes me want to rip it off her so I can lick every inch of her.
Sophia bites her bottom lip and turns, getting on her knees on the seat. “If you keep looking at me like that ….”
“I can’t help it.” I lift her chin, pulling her up to me to kiss her hungrily. I force myself to sit back on my heels, then get up. “We both need a break tonight. I’m getting in bed, and you should too.”
“Fun killer.” She licks across her bottom lip.
“Save that sass for tomorrow.” I tap her nose. “We’ll need it with your dad back at home.”
After one more kiss, I head to bed. As soon as my head hits the pillow, I’m out. I head to work early and get a jump on the day, but that doesn’t stop me from being absolutely swamped. When someone knocks on my door and then lets themselves in, I’m just about ready to let words fly.
Looking up, I find Sophia. She pushes the door shut and hits the button that frosts the windows before walking behind me and rubbing my shoulders. “Mr. Agosti, I think you need a day off.”
“I don’t have the luxury, Miss Lane.” I sigh.
Her hands feel good, rubbing hard into the stiff knots in my muscle. My arms go slack, and I lean back, letting my eyes close. “That feels good.”
“You should have taken advantage of this last night.” She murmurs. “It could have had a happy ending for you.”
“I’m more worried about your father coming home today and the hell that’s going to rain down on us.” I take her hand and pull her around to sit across my lap. “Bambina, there is a high probability of a fight tonight.”
“Oh no. Loud voices all disagreeing about what’s best for me, like I’m not even there. How will I survive.” She pouts at me.
I roll my eyes and kiss her. “It might mean a change in who’s living where. Miles likes to be in control, and if he doesn’t feel like he is, things will change.”
“I know.” She kisses me again. “I might not be as convenient.”
“That’s never been a factor,” I tell her.
We kiss once, twice, a third time, then Sophie straddles me and tugs at my buttons, kissing across my throat. I groan and slide my hands up her thighs under her skirt. I nibble her ear, and she melts against me, grinding on me like we haven’t been together in weeks.
“Roman, I like how things are.” She breathes.