“Wait a minute…you are in the State of Florida! What the fuck are you doing down there?”
“There is this party….”
I never got to finish before my brother hung up on me.
Yep, shit was about to hit the fan.
Leaving the room, I walked across the suite and entered the other room to find Donatella walking out of the bathroom with a towel wrapped around her.
Frozen where I stood, I couldn’t take my eyes off her.
She was beautiful. Absolutely stunning as water dripped down her golden tanned skin like glistening honey on a warm sunny day. Her long shapely legs seemed to go on for miles as the white towel did nothing to hide the body she kept hidden behind her atrocious clothes. But it was her face. Her angelic, clean face shone brightly and captured my attention. She looked nothing like her sister and at this moment, I was eternally grateful because the thoughts running in my head were not friendly. In fact, I was thinking about what it would take to get her out of that towel and on the bed without her trying to rip my dick from my body.
“You have got to be kidding me. Do you have any manners?”
“What?”
“Did you even see that the door was shut?”
“Huh?”
She shook her head and stood there staring at me for a few seconds before she sighed and asked, “What do you want now? Did you come to check to make sure I used soap?”
“What? No. I uh…” God, she was making me stupid. Okay, well that wasn’t going to take much. Shaking my head, I added. “The family knows where we are?”
“How?”
“I may have just told my brother.”
“Are you kidding me!” she shouted, walking over to the bed grabbing her clothes before returning to the bathroom. I didn’t move from my spot as I could hear her getting dressed a mere few feet from me. My dick also took notice and wanted to check it out for himself. I’d never had a visceral reaction to anyone before. What was it about her that had my body taking notice? She wasn’t my type. Then again, I really didn’t have a type. If they were willing, then I was game.
“How long do we have before they show up?”
“About five maybe six hours.”
“And when’s the party?”
“In two hours.”
“That doesn’t give us a lot of time,” she said, coming out of the bathroom pulling her t-shirt down over her stomach but not before I got a good look at her tanned stomach and the small piercing she had in her bellybutton. Holy fuck was that piercing sexy as hell. My mouth watered as all I could think about was licking and sucking that little piercing.
The sound of snapping fingers brought me out of my lustful daydream. “Don’t get soft on me now, Lorenzo. We’ve come this far and I am not leaving without that information. Now, what kind of party is this? Casual or fancy?”
“Uh, fancy. The cream of Florida will be there along with some actors and actresses. Lots of paparazzi.”
“Got it,” she said, reaching for her backpack and leaving the room.
Following her, I asked, “Where are you going?”
“Downstairs to the lobby. I saw a shop down there that might have what I need.”
Reaching into my back pocket I took out my wallet and handed her my credit card. “Here take this.”
She looked at it and frowned. “I don’t need your money, Lorenzo. I will be right back. You better go do whatever it is that you do and get dressed.”
I didn’t get a chance to say anything more before she left me standing there alone at a loss for words when I heard my phone ringing again. Looking at the caller ID this time, I groaned.
Fuck me. It was Salvatore.