“Luca!” I gasp, still shocked as he slams the door shut behind him and locks it. But he doesn’t say a word as he turns towards me, still livid, his jaw clenched. My eyes go wide because – is he mad at me? Is he going to –
But he just closes the distance between us in one step, his hand flying up and knocking the cap from my head in one swift move. I gasp again, my hands flying up to my hair –
“I f*****g knew it,” Luca growls, his eyes roving over my face, my hair – his nostrils flaring as he takes in my scent – my real scent, which my hat has been hiding for weeks –
I barely have a moment to see his face soften, just incrementally, before he grabs me around the waist, and pulls me to him, and seals his mouth to mine.
Instantly, I melt, going almost limp against him as Luca kisses me
