I laid across Rafe's lap and Angelo, who still hasn't given back control to Rafe, smiled down at me.
"Gattino?" He said.
"Hmm?" I muttered, eyes closed.
He brushed his hand through my hair and I sighed happily.
"I have to give back Rafe control," he murmured sadly.
My eyes flew open at this and I pouted.
"Do you have to?" I whined.
"Yes, love. I've been in control for a week and Rafe is getting impatient," he said, sitting me up.
"Okay," I muttered.
Slowly, his eyes began to lighten in color and Rafe was back. I climbed off him and walked out the room, ignoring his calls to me. I walked down the stairs and out of the house into the garden, hearing his footsteps behind me.
"Mia! Wait," he said, grabbing my arm and spinning me around.
I looked at him impassively and he sighed.
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