Chapter 18
Rossie stayed next to Stephano as they wandered through the lobby and then walked her mother and their friends back to their rooms.
Next, it was their floor with posh blue carpets in the hallway. Rossie’s heart sped up a little faster.
She’d run out of excuses to share her feelings. Stephano held the door for her to their room and she passed inside.
All of this time he hadn’t held her back or touched her.
Her skin craved his forgiving touch and she heard the door close with a bang, though in actuality it hadn’t slammed.
Stephano untied his tie and headed toward the bathroom, unbuttoning his shirt. She pressed her hand on his muscular back to stop him. “Stephano?”
With a proper tone that mimicked Mr. Darcy in Pride and Prejudice, he said, “The party downstairs is breaking
