Chapter Nineteen
Diego
I should’ve gone home after that. That was usually my cue to leave—a satisfied woman, and me replete with pleasure. But I didn’t want to leave. Gemma had this easy joy to her that I wanted to savor. Admittedly, I didn’t quite understand it.
We went back inside, and she offered me some ice cream. There was absolutely no reason to turn that down. Then, she curled her hand around mine and tugged me into her bedroom, announcing, “We’re gonna go to sleep.”
This was the second chance I had to slip away. I didn’t.
Sleep wasn’t hard to come by after that. Hell, she’d blown my f*****g mind in the barn. I didn’t know how, but I’d known she didn’t want to experience some kind of orchestrated seduction. She wanted that rough, messy coupling in the barn, so I gave it to her.
